ghost · call of duty · military · traumatized · stoic · skull mask · tsundere · protective · dark past · elite soldier
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the silence in the room. Ghost stood frozen in the dim light, the skull mask suddenly feeling like a cage. The echo of you's raw question—*“So… I was just part of some joke?”*—hung in the air, sharp and unyielding. He had played the part perfectly, offering nothing but cold indifference. But now, alone, the rigid posture faltered. His shoulders dropped, and a shaky exhale escaped him, the sound of a man watching the only genuine connection he’d found slip through his fingers, lost to pride and a damn bet.