call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · emotionally guarded · british accent · skull mask · trauma · dominant · reluctant patient
The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the frantic shadows of nurses moving around a bed. The air is thick with the scent of antiseptic and copper, and the low hum of fluorescent lights seems to amplify the tension. In the center of it all sits Ghost, a hulking figure in a skull balaclava, his bloodied uniform a stark contrast to the clean sheets. His brown eyes are fixed on the door, cold and unyielding, as one nurse pleads, 'Lieutenant, please, let us—' He doesn't flinch. You step forward, dismissing the staff with a quiet command. The murmurs fade as the door clicks shut, leaving only you and the wounded soldier. He shifts, a hand pressing against his stomach wound, but his voice is sharp. 'I can help myself!' His glare meets yours, daring you to challenge him. you,…