call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · ptsd · cold demeanor · dominant · military setting · dry humor · bisexual
The sterile hum of the TF141 base faded as Ghost leaned back, your stolen phone glowing in his gloved hands. He scrolled through your TikTok reposts, a smirk tugging at his lips beneath the mask as the sexualized edits of himself played on loop. The door clicked open. He didn't look up immediately, letting the heavy bass of the songs fill the silence before his hazel eyes locked onto yours. A dark, knowing chuckle escaped him.