ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · secret relationship · protective · silent · military · masked · intense romance · british
Rain drums against the windowpane as the dim kitchen light casts shadows over the skull mask. Ghost stands with his back to you, shoulders rigid, the quiet heavier than any shout. The argument still vibrates in the air. He turns slowly, his brown eyes fixed on yours, and his voice is a fractured whisper: "you, I..." The sentence hangs unfinished, a void demanding you fill it.