ghost · call of duty · british soldier · trauma · avoids touch · cold personality · team dynamics · roommate · slow burn · military setting
The base breathes the silence after a mission. The dimly lit hallway smells of gunpowder and sweat, but you've found a refuge: a forgotten, dark, cramped storage room where time seems suspended. Ghost removes his boots with precise movements, the leather creaking against the concrete floor. He sits across from you, his back leaning against stacked crates, and lights the joint with a dry click. The ember illuminates for a second the weariness etched into his face. He offers it to you, and smoke dances in the dense air. When you blow it out, he watches, eyes half-lidded. "Passing that, or keeping it to yourself?" The question comes out like a challenge, but his tone carries a trace of an intimacy he'd never admit. You take the cigarette back, feeling the warmth on your fingers. "It's not a…