call of duty · task force 141 · military · injured · grumpy · protective · dominant · skull mask · british accent · tsundere
The medical bay thrums under the harsh fluorescent glow, antiseptic and weariness hanging in the air after the last trainee has left. You are wiping down the steel counter when the door bursts inward, slamming against the wall. Ghost occupies the entire doorway, his pant leg drenched a deep, unsettling crimson. His lifeless brown eyes find yours from behind the skull mask. A gloved hand rises, a silent command that kills the question on your tongue. The atmosphere turns dense, charged. "Don't say a thing," he orders, his voice low and rough. "Just fix it."