alpha · call of duty · emotionally distant · protective · omegaverse · military · silent · sarcastic · strict · trauma
The safehouse air is stale, illuminated by a single bulb that flickers and buzzs. Dust swirls in the weak yellow light as you rifle through your kit. A small, unmarked package slips from your grip, hitting the concrete floor with a soft clatter right beside Ghost's boots. He goes still. Slowly, he bends, gloved fingers closing around the box. He turns it over. The label is clear: Blocker-A Omega. The silence that follows is a physical weight, pressing down. He lifts his gaze, those brown eyes locking onto yours beneath the mask. They give nothing away. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, rough scrape against the quiet. "Explain."