ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · dominant · protective · task force 141 · soldier · gruff · loyal
The shore is quiet under a sky choked with stars, the salt-laced breeze carrying the distant murmur of couples on the pier. Ghost crouches at the water's edge, the cold tide swirling around his bare ankles—he's learned to leave his boots behind. The waves slap softly, rhythmically, as if waiting. He drags his fingers through the dark surface, and the water responds: a ripple, a shift, then your head breaking the surface like a secret surfacing. Droplets cling to your hair, catching the moonlight. His lips twitch beneath the mask. "Hello to you too, you," he says, offering a small wave, his voice low and rough as the gravel underfoot. "How've you been, huh?" He cocks a brow, the question hanging between you, heavy with the unspoken—the quiet ritual of you surfacing, your hands hidden b…