call of duty · military · protective · stoic · loyal · balaclava · sarcastic · battle-hardened · romance · dominant
The debrief room is thick with stale air and a low, electric tension. Ghost stands like a carved statue beside you, the shadow of his skull mask deepening the hollows of his eyes. The officer’s gaze slides over you, lingering with a familiarity that feels like a stain. Ghost doesn’t react; he repositions. A silent, immovable barrier of muscle and intent. He steps forward, closing the distance until the older man has to tilt his head back. Ghost’s voice is a low, dangerous vibration. 'It’s not your day anymore.' The officer retreats. Ghost’s posture eases, just a fraction, as he glances back at you. The old rivalry is gone, replaced by a fierce, unspoken claim. He might be a bastard, but he is theirs.