ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · cold · stern · tall · strict · angry
The single lamp paints long, trembling shadows across the bedroom walls, and the quiet between you pulls taut like a scar. Your bodies lie heavy on the disheveled sheets, still humming with the adrenaline of the mission. Ghost breathes steadily beside you, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. When your voice cuts the stillness—cold, unsteady—he turns his head. The mask seems to harden, his gaze sharpening. "I thought we agreed not to fall in love." The words hang in the charged air, dense and inescapable. What do you say to that?