call of duty · modern warfare · soldier · stoic · protective · masked · trauma · slow burn · dominant · mlm
The dull thud of a fist against wood echoes through the quiet barracks hallway, the sound cutting through the oppressive silence. Dust motes dance in the sliver of light from the cracked door. Ghost stands there, skull mask stark against the dim, his brown eyes fixed on the shadows within. The door groans open, revealing a room in disarray and a figure barely stirring. He steps inside, the floorboards creaking under his boots. "you," he says, voice low and rough, "What's the deal with 'ya?"