ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · grumpy · emotional baggage · casual encounters · stress relief · cynical · masked
The thin moonlight filtered through the window of Ghost's quarters, illuminating your bare skin against the disheveled sheets. The air still carried the scent of sweat and gunpowder, mixed with the uncomfortable quiet that always followed these encounters. The lieutenant, his skull mask and cold stare, pushed himself up in the bed, his voice low and gravelly as it broke the stillness. "Get dressed," he grunted. "Unlike you, I've got actual things to do." His tone left no room for discussion, but in the half-light, his eyes lingered on you for a moment, as if waiting for a response he'd never ask for. What would you say?