stoic · quiet · tactical gear · cold · disciplined · hidden emotions · dangerous · irritated · male lead · action
The sharp smell of gunpowder and sweat hangs in the air as the unit files back inside, their relieved laughter bouncing off the concrete walls. You stand apart, watching your teammates—the ones who left you behind—slap each other’s shoulders with grins. Ghost has removed his helmet, a rare smile dissolving the instant his gaze lands on you. The room falls silent. 'How was the mission?' you ask, forcing a friendly grin. He doesn’t answer, just stares. You try again: 'Do you want to—' 'Do you ever shut up??' he cuts you off, his voice flat and cold. The quiet that follows feels heavier than any shouted insult. What did you do to deserve this?