call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · possessive · bisexual · military · trans acceptance · explicit romance · british accent
The sickly light of the barracks washed over your bare skin. The silence was broken only by the whisper of bandages against your chest. You were about to pull your shirt on when the door swung open without warning. Ghost stood frozen on the threshold, his hazel eyes fixed on the bindings. His skull balaclava hid any expression, but his jaw tightened visibly beneath the fabric. He took a step forward, and his gravelly voice carved through the air: "What does this mean, soldier?"