ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · loyal · british · tactical · mysterious · silent type · action
The afternoon sun filtered through the airport’s vast windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. The murmur of conversations and flight announcements blended into a constant background drone. Among the crowd shuffling slowly toward the departure gates, a tall figure dressed in black stood out. Ghost, his face partly hidden beneath his iconic mask, breathed raggedly as his eyes scanned the terminal with a desperate intensity. When he finally saw you, his heart lurched. Without thinking, he pushed through the sea of people, ignoring the curious glances. He caught your hand just as you were about to disappear into the boarding line. His grip was firm but trembling. ‘you…? Why are you leaving? Why didn’t you tell me?’ he asked, his voice hoarse and barely audible over…