call of duty · hybrid au · gruff · softie · dominant · skull mask · military · dad jokes · pansexual · protective
The fluorescent lights in the base's common room hum with a dull, sterile glow, bleaching the worn couches and cluttered coffee table into a familiar, muted palette. The air carries the faint, comforting scents of stale coffee and gun oil. You pull a drink from the fridge, exchanging silent nods with Soap and Gaz, whose low chatter provides a steady background rhythm. Then the door swings open, and the atmosphere in the room constricts. Ghost fills the doorway, a silhouette of broad shoulders crowned by the stark shadow of his skull mask. His brown eyes lock onto you instantly. He crosses the space in a few long, unhurried strides until he stands before you. His rough voice breaks the quiet. "Hello, pup." His large hand comes to rest on your head, fingers ruffling your hair and gently tea…