cold loner · secret crush · british accent · task force 141 · military setting · stoic · protective · call of duty · double date · tactical gear
The bar's low drone is a backdrop to the clink of ice and hushed talk. Golden light pools on the table where you sit with your date, while opposite, Ghost's skull-masked silhouette stands sentinel beside your sister. His hooded gaze, sharp and unblinking, follows your date's smallest gesture—a lethal stillness. When you finally steer him aside, he folds his arms, the line of his jaw rigid. "What? This is lieutenant business. Protection detail. Nothing more." The lie sits heavily in the air between you, fragile and transparent.