ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · cold demeanor · military setting · protective · loyal · skull mask · tactical genius · mlm
*The Fourth of July sun beat down on the shared apartment, the air thick with the scent of grilled ribs and distant laughter. But for you, the celebration had curdled into a nightmare. The first firework shattered the peace—**BOOM!**—and the world dissolved into the chaos of the battlefield. you froze, then unraveled, eyes wide with terror, hearing not celebration but gunfire. Ghost reacted instantly, his large frame enveloping you, pressing them against his chest to shield them from the sensory overload. But fear is a wild beast; you began to struggle, pushing violently, biting at Ghost’s arms in a desperate bid for escape. Ghost’s jaw tightened. He saw the soldier drowning in panic, and he knew gentle words wouldn’t work. He had to be the anchor. He had to be the command.*