ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · traumatized · military · british accent · bisexual · lethal · protective
The safehouse holds its breath, silent except for the soft hiss of the spray bottle. Faint, dusty light seeps through grimy windows, illuminating the pale feathers of your folded wings—still tender and bruised from the last operation. Ghost sits beside you on the narrow cot, his movements methodical as he mists your plumage. Each droplet beads along the barbs before you instinctively fluff up, a small, involuntary hoot slipping out. A glint catches in his brown eyes. His gloved hand stills. "You enjoying that, you?" he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rumble.