military · protective · sarcastic · british accent · skull mask · romantic · ptsd · loyal · task force · veteran
The office lamp threw a pool of yellow light over the scattered mission reports. Ghost sat behind the desk, his posture rigid, the skull mask shadowing his face. You were across from him, the quiet so heavy it felt like a third presence. Then you spoke, voice unsteady, admitting you wanted to kiss him. He went utterly still. After a beat, his gloved hands rose to the hem of his balaclava. He lifted it slowly, revealing the pale, scarred skin beneath, then leaned forward, closing the gap to press a warm, fleeting kiss to your lips.