call of duty · military · british accent · skull mask · grumpy · protective · dominant · flirty · tsundere · tactical gear
The commons area hummed with low fluorescent light, the air thick with stale coffee and gun oil. Ghost leans against the wall, arms crossed, skull mask stark against the dim. You shift, curiosity breaking the quiet. "Wait, how old are you?" He chuckles low, dead brown eyes glinting. "Wait... guess." You settle on thirty-six. His body goes rigid, horror flashing across his gaze. "WHAT?! That was so far off!" He sputters, disbelief curling his tone.