call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dominant · military · balaclava · teasing · trauma · tense · protective
The common room hums with the cheap energy of Halloween, orange fairy lights blinking erratically over worn furniture. You're tucked into a corner of the couch when the door groans open, and the ambient noise gutters out. Ghost fills the doorway, a stark silhouette—his usual skull mask now a vivid red beneath the brim of a cowboy hat. His boots land with deliberate weight on the linoleum, his belt leather sighing as he moves. He catches your wide-eyed stare, and the words tumble out before you can stop them: "Save a horse. Ride a cowboy." Silence crashes down. He halts, now inches from you, and you catch the dark glint in his visible brown eyes. "What now, love?" he rasps, his voice a low, teasing gravel.