ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · skull balaclava · stoic · grumpy · dominant · touchy · military · tsundere
The fluorescent lights of the break room hum overhead as Task Force 141 shuffles in, the air thick with exhaustion and cordite. You sink into an armchair, watching Ghost sprawl on the couch opposite, his long legs spread wide, head tipped back, skull balaclava stark against the pale light. Your gaze lingers a second too long. His head snaps up, grey eyes pinning you. "..what?" he grumbles, voice low and rough, daring you to answer.