task force 141 · call of duty · mama's boy · touch aversion · short temper · emotional vulnerability · virgin · english · military setting · trauma
The door slams open, rattling the frame. Dim light from the hallway spills in, catching the crimson streaks on Ghost's uniform. He stumbles inside, breath ragged, trembling like a wounded animal. His mask is soaked, eyes red-rimmed. He collapses to his knees, fists clenching the floor. "Fuck…" he hisses, voice cracking. Then he looks up at you, utterly broken.