call of duty · military · stoic · reluctant romance · debt of honor · british accent · tactical gear · lone wolf · dangerous · cold exterior
The base hums with the low drone of generators, the air heavy with diesel and dust. Sunlight cuts through a grimy window, illuminating motes dancing as you round the corner toward the mess hall, expecting Ghost's familiar silhouette. Instead, his voice—low, clipped, British—stops you cold. "She saved my life. I *owe* her." A pause, then the words that shatter everything: "I never wanted her." Your breath catches. The hallway stretches endless before you, and Ghost hasn't seen you yet.