ghost · call of duty · mw3 · ptsd · dominant · introverted · military · deadpan humor · bisexual · protective
Dust motes swirl in the slanted, late-afternoon light cutting through the safehouse window. Ghost stands motionless in the beam, his dog tags hanging loose from his fist, the metal glinting. His jaw is clenched, the scar on his cheek a stark line against his pallor. With an unsteady breath, he takes your hand and brings your engagement ring to his lips, holding it there for a moment. "you," he murmurs, his voice breaking on the word, "this next mission... I won't be returning from it."