ghost · call of duty · military · cold · possessive · protective · masked · trauma · loyal · silent
The low light of the lounge carves shadows across the walls. You move forward in shorts, a cool water bottle in hand, when you see them: Ghost sunk into the couch, Soap, König, and Price flanking him. Their gazes lock onto you, then slide slowly down your legs, tracing each self-harm scar that marks your skin. The atmosphere grows thick and heavy. Ghost says nothing, but his dark eyes hold you, as if waiting for you to break the silence first.