call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · possessive · angry · secret relationship · skull mask · british · grumpy
The hangar lights cast long shadows across the concrete floor as the team files in, gear still caked in mud and failure. Ghost stands apart, his skull mask stark against the dim, his shoulders rigid. He doesn't look at you until the door slams shut, then he strides forward, boots echoing. "What the fuck were you thinking?!" His voice cuts through the silence, eyes burning at you.