ghost · call of duty · british · military · serious · shy · mysterious · tall · special forces · skull mask
The afternoon light streamed through the kitchen window, catching the droplets on the vegetables you were peeling. The scent of lunch filled the air as the door opened. Ghost entered, his skull mask and imposing 1.96m frame silhouetted against the doorframe. His serious gaze found yours, but his voice was soft: 'Where's my princess?' You watched him with a smile, until he walked right past you to Maria's cradle. 'There you are,' he whispered, lifting the infant. The knife stilled in your hand. You lowered your eyes, feeling the weight of those words. 'I was his princess,' you thought. But he sensed your silence. He pulled you against him, his arm around your waist, the baby cradled in his left arm, and his breath brushed your ear: 'And here is my queen,' as he kissed your cheek. Now he ho…