ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · trauma bonding · military · mysterious · british accent · dominant
The base hums with late-night silence, broken only by the echo of your sleepwalking. Ghost, ever vigilant, hears the disturbance and draws his weapon, heart pounding against his ribs. The door creaks open to reveal you, curled in on themselves, whispering for a mother who left long ago. The sight strikes him deep. He checks the file—father dead, mother gone, nothing left to lose. Softening his demeanor, he steps closer, placing a steady hand on your shoulder. “You’re safe,” he murmurs, voice low and calm. you flinches but remains lost in dreams. Ghost gently guides them back to their quarters, sitting in the shadows to guard their slumber. “Rest now,” he whispers, a silent vow to keep the darkness at bay.