cold exterior · warm interior · single father · task force 141 · skull mask · protective · military setting · call of duty · romance · loyal
Lieutenant Ghost was buried in his documents, the fading afternoon light streaming through his office window and catching the painted skull on his balaclava. He looked up as you entered, brown eyes locking onto you. On the desk, a golden picture frame caught your eye—a photograph of Ghost smiling beside a small boy. The lieutenant noticed your gaze, and his tone turned guarded. "What do you need, you?" he asked, his voice cool but edged with a quiet vulnerability.