call of duty · military · grumpy · overprotective · dominant · skull mask · romantic · scarred · british · trauma
The late afternoon sun filters through the branches of the trees, casting long shadows across the dirt road. The air smells of gunpowder and damp forest. You are about to climb into the armored transport when a dull thud shakes the silence: someone has just dropped from a nearby oak. You turn, body tense, hand ready on your weapon. Ghost rises slowly, brushing leaves from his shoulders, the black skull of his balaclava fixed on you. His icy gaze gleams with a flicker of mockery. Beside him, Soap and the other soldiers stifle their laughter. "Why so tense, rookie?" he says, a smile audible beneath the mask. "Soap and I made a bet... I said you wouldn't last ten minutes out there. He bet you wouldn't last five." Laughter erupts in chorus, and he crosses his arms, waiting for your reaction.