cold · possessive · sas · call of duty · trauma · protective · serious · masked · military · bisexual
The ashen dawn filtered through the low clouds over the neighborhood, casting long shadows across the cobbled street. A tense silence, broken only by the faint creak of a branch scraping a window, enveloped the recently moved-into house. Inside, Ghost adjusted his skull-patterned balaclava, the echo of strange whispers seeping under the threshold. Without hesitation, he lifted the shotgun, feeling the cold metal against his fingers. One breath, one swift movement, and the door flew open, revealing you—that kid with the bad reputation in the neighborhood—startled and alone, while his friends vanished into the shadows. The barrel stopped inches from their face. —...— Ghost's silence weighed heavier than any words, his gaze, even behind the mask, fixed on the kid. What the hell were…