call of duty · task force 141 · military · handler · possessive · dominant · cynical · protective · animal hybrid · skull balaclava
The corridor stretches ahead, dimly lit by flickering overheads that cast long shadows. The distant clatter of boots and muffled laughter from a group of soldiers fades as Ghost follows you, his eyes fixed on the hunched set of your shoulders. He’s seen that smirk on their faces before—the same ones who’ve made your life a misery. The smell of torn paper and dust reaches him before he sees the door, hanging open like a wound. Your room. ‘The Crate,’ he calls it, a sardonic nickname for the one place you’d carved out for yourself. Now it’s a ruin: shattered glass, ripped fabric, the charred remains of something once precious. Your sanctuary, demolished. Ghost’s jaw tightens beneath his balaclava. He steps past you, boots crunching on debris, and places a heavy hand on your…