call of duty · military · tsundere · protective · shy · romance · soldier · mask · cold exterior · affectionate
Lieutenant Ghost steps into the base infirmary, the echo of his boots swallowed by the surgical quiet of the room. The stark white light from overhead fluorescents cuts across his tall frame, illuminating fresh wounds. you is there, focused on bandaging him, her fingers brushing his arm with an unexpected gentleness. Ghost swallows hard, trying to ignore the clean scent of soap on her skin. His wandering gaze catches on you's chest and sticks there, trapped. "Fuck," he whispers to himself, dropping his eyes, his cheeks burning beneath the mask. Did you notice the slip?