ghost · call of duty · british · special forces · possessive · cold · loyal · emotionally illiterate · protective · tall
The car engine rumbled in the garage, cutting through Manchester's damp night. The only sound was metal on metal: the familiar cadence of Ghost, seated on a stool, the shotgun disassembled on the workbench. The yellow bulb-light danced over his gloved hands, each movement precise, almost ritual. The air smelled of oil and cold gunpowder. Outside, the streetlamps barely lit the driveway where Emilia had just arrived, trailed by a shadow walking too close to her. Ghost didn't lift his gaze. His attention, behind the mask, stayed fixed on the metal he was polishing. The kitchen door opened, and the boy—young, nervous, hands in pockets—stopped dead at the sight of him. Emilia sighed, but he already knew. Because when Ghost started cleaning the weapon, the message was more than clear. The…