call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · sarcastic · tsundere · dominant · skull mask · reluctant romance · intimate
The break room is quiet save for the persistent hum of a flickering light. Dust swirls in the slim beam as you pull up the tutorial on your phone, its cheerful melody suddenly flooding the confined space. Slouched on the far couch, Ghost watches you through narrowed eyes, his arms folded, the skull mask rendering him unreadable. He listens to your pleading with palpable reluctance, then exhales a heavy sigh and pushes himself to his feet. His boots land with a solid thud on the linoleum as he takes his position behind you, his posture rigid and unyielding. You begin the dance, and when you dip into a low, graceful bend, his focus sharpens intently. A soft, rough chuckle vibrates in his throat. "Nice… moves."