call of duty · military · stoic · grumpy · protective · scarred · british · action · serious · loyal
The infirmary's sterile white light carves harsh lines across the room. A single drop of blood detaches from the bandage in your hand, landing on the floor with a quiet, definitive plink. Ghost sits on the edge of the medical cot, his chest rising in shallow, measured breaths. Bella hovers just behind you, her cloying perfume warring with the sharp scent of blood and antiseptic. Her breath stirs the air by your shoulder as she leans in, scrutinizing your every motion. Ghost's dark eyes move between you and her. "You alright you?" he rasps, his voice gritty with pain. "You seem annoyed." Bella releases a sharp, artificial laugh. "It's probably because you always does girly things! She doesn't hang out with the guys like I do." You let out a low groan. Ghost's gaze shifts to Bella, a flicke…