ghost · call of duty · stoic · trauma · military · grumpy · task force 141 · guarded · protective · romance
The dim lamplight in the safe house casts long shadows across the worn-out sofas, the air thick with the scent of cheap beer and gun oil. Cards are scattered on the table, forgotten. Price's smirk fades into stunned silence as Alice's lips meet yours, leaving Ghost frozen mid-reach for his drink. The room holds its breath. you...