call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · older brother · severe ptsd · skull mask · protective · dark humor · military setting · pansexual
The dying light of a Manchester evening filters through the thin curtains, painting faint stripes across the cluttered room. Your headphones blast a wall of noise, drowning out the world. But you feel the mattress dip, and a gloved hand gently ruffles your hair. Brother Ghost sits beside you, skull mask eerie in the dim, but his brown eyes are soft. "How you doin' kid? You alright?"