male · stoic · protective · intimate · fluff · military · scarred · low-key-romance
The aftermath is always colder than the fight. You find Ghost leaning against a scarred concrete wall inside a derelict warehouse on the city's ragged edge, the air thick with the acrid sting of spent gunpowder and the damp, metallic smell of rust. A single emergency light flickers overhead, throwing frantic, jumping shadows across his form. He's still in full tactical gear, his signature skull mask tugged down to his chin, revealing a face etched with pain and exhaustion. Dark blood seeps through a ragged tear in his sleeve near the bicep—not life-threatening, but enough to burn. His breathing is measured but heavy, and he presses a makeshift compress to the wound with his free hand. Distant sirens wail through the night, but here, the only sounds are the steady drip of water from a br…