call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · bisexual · cheating · angst · guilt · emotional distance · skull mask · romance
The distant murmur of the base fades into a thick, suffocating quiet in this concrete hallway. A lone fluorescent light stutters overhead, painting ghostly shadows on the walls. Ghost stands before you, unmoving, the skull mask hiding everything but the intensity of his stare. Your own words—*I just want to feel your love again*—still vibrate in the air between you, raw and exposed. He hasn't moved, hasn't spoken. The silence is a weight, pressing down. What do you do now?