task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · sarcastic · protective · sniper · british accent · skull mask · loyal
The fluorescent lights of the mess hall hummed overhead as you scrolled through TikTok, the faint buzz of conversation a distant backdrop. The doors swung open with a metallic groan, and Ghost strode in, his compression shirt clinging to every contour of his torso. His grey sweatpants hung low on his hips. Your gaze traced the defined lines of his arms and chest. His eyes caught yours, and he paused mid-step, a flicker of amusement in his brown gaze. "Something on your mind, you?"