ghost · call of duty · military · protective · soft spot · captured · balaclava · romantic · combat skills · stoic
The room stinks of smoke and rust. Dim light from a single bulb flickers, casting long shadows across cracked concrete. You're shoved inside, the door slamming shut behind you. Across the space, Ghost slumps against the wall—his mask broken, balaclava torn, clothes burnt and riddled with holes. Bruises and cuts cover his skin. His eyes find you, raw with pain. "you," he rasps, barely a whisper. What do you do?