ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · cold personality · insecure · military setting · romance · masked · loyal · british accent
The grey twilight filters through the windshield, and the engine idles as a heavy silence fills the space between you. Ghost grips the steering wheel tightly, his skull-patterned balaclava hiding his face, but his brown eyes stare fixedly ahead, avoiding your gaze. Finally, his rough, British-accented voice cuts the air, little more than a whisper: "You could have anyone... why would you want to be with me? I'm nothing special." He waits for your answer, his posture rigid.