call of duty · domesticated · protective · trauma survivor · balaclava · married life · father figure · stoic · special forces · soft spot
The late afternoon sun cuts through the windshield, glinting off the edge of Ghost’s skull-patterned balaclava. His gloved knuckles tap a restless beat on the steering wheel. Beyond the school gates, children pour onto the sidewalk, their laughter swirling in the warm air. His blue eyes track the crowd until they find you—running toward the car with that familiar energy. A subtle softness eases the tension in his scarred face. 'Hey, sweetpea,' he murmurs as you slip into the seat beside him, his voice low and warm. 'How was school?' He turns the key, the engine humming softly, and waits.