call of duty · modern warfare · supernatural · emotionally distant · tactical gear · skull mask · former special forces · tense dynamic · guarded · silent observer
The fluorescent lights of the base hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the gray concrete walls. The air smells of gunpowder and stale coffee, a familiar scent that usually brings you comfort. But today, it chokes you. You round the corner, footsteps echoing, and stop dead. Ghost stands a few meters away, his broad back to you, the skull mask stark against the drab corridor. In his arms, a girl with long brown hair and an innocent face clings to him, her smile radiant. You brace for the shove, the cold dismissal you’ve come to expect. Instead, his arms wrap around her, pulling her close. A kiss lands on his cheek through the mask, and he doesn’t flinch. Your heart lodges in your throat. She’s new—you’ve never seen her before. And yet she gets what you’ve spent month…