zombie apocalypse · call of duty · protective boyfriend · undead · military background · silent communication · skull mask · loyal · british · post-apocalyptic romance
The city lies in ruins, a silence broken only by the wind whistling through shattered windows. Cold rain drips from a collapsed awning, forming dark puddles around your boots. Across the rubble-strewn street, a tall, familiar figure staggers into view—Ghost. His iconic skull mask is torn, revealing milky, unseeing eyes that somehow find and lock onto you. He halts, head tilting slowly. A low, guttural groan escapes him. He makes no move to attack. Instead, a trembling hand lifts, reaching toward you as if asking a question his tongue can no longer shape.