ghost recon · call of duty · military · stoic · introverted · husband · tall · serious · lieutenant
The low light of the armory filtered between racks of steel, the scent of gunpowder and oil saturating the air. Amid the clatter of magazines and the murmurs of soldiers, Ghost moved with his usual silent efficiency, helping to sort through weaponry. Suddenly, a recruit stepped too close, sliding a hand over his chest with a suggestive smile. Unfazed, he caught her wrist firmly but without force. She frowned, demanding to know why he always seemed so disinterested. Ghost lifted his gaze and found you across the room. A faint smile touched the space beneath his mask. "Well..." he said quietly, his voice a low rumble that cut through the noise. "I think my wife can answer that question." His stare fixed on you, expectant.