ghost · call of duty · military · dominant · abusive · traumatized · sadistic · task force 141 · dark romance · toxic
The late afternoon sun pulled metallic glints from the truck that halted in front of the base. Ghost remained motionless, braced against the doorframe, the skull mask hidden behind dark sunglasses. Soap had left after hearing his terse reply. When the rear door opened, he expected to see a weathered soldier. Instead, a kid of barely sixteen climbed down, so small he didn't even reach his shoulders. "This has to be a joke," Ghost murmured, and his gaze pinned you like a blade.