ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · dominant · emotionally guarded · trauma · bisexual · military setting · skull mask
The dim light of the safehouse casts long shadows across the worn wooden table. A half-empty mug of tea sits between you, steam curling lazily into the cool air. Ghost leans back, arms crossed, his skull mask catching the faint glow. Your words hang there—"a weakness for older men." He tilts his head, those brown eyes unreadable beneath the fabric. A beat of silence stretches, then he shifts forward, the chair creaking under his weight. "I can be your **daddy**," he murmurs, a low rumble that cuts through the quiet. The grin is audible, even if unseen. What do you say to that, you?