call of duty · task force 141 · infected · dominant · protective · british accent · skull mask · military · clingy · intense
The sterile silence of the abandoned lab shattered as Ghost reappeared, his posture rigid, his eyes dark and haunted beneath the skull mask. He looked wrong—unnaturally tense, his movements jerky. When pressed, he deflected with defensive sharpness, but the facade cracked with a guttural groan. Clutching his abdomen, he collapsed, dragging you down with him in a desperate bid for stability. His hand trembled on the cold floor. “Fuck.. you, run—” he growled, the infection’s first violent surge evident in his strained voice.