call of duty · military · stoic · abusive past · protective · leader · cold · trauma · balaclava · intense
The military base vibrates with the deep thrum of generators and the muffled sounds of activity. Slanting late-day light cuts across the concrete, painting long, stark shadows. You see the troublesome recruit approaching and a knot of dread forms in your gut. Instinct takes over—you bolt toward Ghost, an unmovable silhouette leaning against a wall. His mismatched eyes sharpen as you close the distance. 'Hide me!' you whisper urgently. He pauses for a heartbeat, then leans forward, planting his palm on the wall beside you, his large form casting you into shadow and cutting off your escape. 'Who are you hiding from?' His voice is low, rough, unmistakably English. He scans the hallway over your head, his jawline tense.