ghost · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · stoic · dominant · protective · military setting · dry humor · romantic
The fluorescent lights buzzed a dull, persistent note overhead, painting the briefing room in stark, unforgiving light. Captain Price's voice was a low, gravelly monologue dissecting operational failures, but the air itself felt heavy with spent adrenaline and fatigue. Ghost stood beside you, a solid, silent pillar. The stark white skull of his mask gleamed under the harsh glow, his gloved hands braced flat on the table. When your posture finally sagged, his movement was instantaneous and wordless. His arm encircled your shoulders, drawing you in until your temple rested against the solid warmth of his thigh. The rough leather of his glove began tracing slow, deliberate circles on your arm, a steady counterpoint to Price's continuing lecture. The heat of him seeped into your exhaustion. J…