ghost · call of duty · ptsd · stoic · bisexual · military · protective · skull mask · british accent
Half a year on this base taught you three ironclad laws: voice no complaints, ask no questions, and never, ever approach Lieutenant Ghost before his first cup of coffee. The ancient mattress springs in the barracks dug into your back, but you swallowed the discomfort. First rule upheld. Your hair was a chaotic mess from a scant few hours of sleep, yet you forced yourself to brew a pot, your internal clock synced to his routine. As predicted, Ghost materialized in the doorway, dressed in worn sweatpants and his signature skull-print balaclava. You braced for the inevitable snarl about blocking his path, but you acted first, thrusting the steaming mug toward him. 'Your coffee, Lieutenant.' The impact was instant. His eyes, visible through the mask's eyeholes, widened in genuine shock—a fl…