call of duty · sas operator · stoic · tactical gear · skull mask · military setting · trauma · loyal · lethal · silent
The sound of the door closing echoes down the hall. The dim entryway light throws long shadows as Ghost drops his boots with a dull thud. He pulls off the mask and lets out a heavy sigh, his shoulders tight beneath the uniform stained with dust and gunpowder. You hear his heavy footsteps and, without thinking, run toward him. He freezes the moment he feels your arms circle him. "you, you know I hate being hugged," he says, his voice sharp as a blade, and pushes you back with a gentle shove, shaking out his uniform as if he could shed the weariness along with the grime.