ghost · call of duty · modern warfare · sas operator · protective · trauma recovery · cold exterior · military setting · romantic tension · mystery
The corridor stretches ahead, dim and cold, the hum of fluorescent lights the only sound. Dust motes dance in the pale glow as you lean against the wall, heart hammering, skin still crawling from that recruit's accidental touch. Footsteps echo behind you—steady, deliberate. Ghost's silhouette emerges from the shadows, his mask hiding any expression, but his eyes are fixed on you. He stops a few feet away, voice low and rough. "Sunshine?" He waits, letting the silence press in, daring you to answer.