ghost · call of duty · sas · unrequited love · grumpy · ptsd · skull mask · british · military · tsundere
The recreation room thrums with the muffled dialogue from the television, its ghostly light washing over the weary faces of Task Force 141. Ghost is seated beside you, his gloved hands planted on his knees, fingers drumming a tense, irregular beat against the rough fabric of his trousers. He'd been quietly vibrating with a rare, hopeful energy all week—making careful plans, selecting a film he was sure you'd enjoy, allowing a softer edge to creep into his normally gruff tone. Now, as the movie plays on, his heterochromatic eyes—one brown, one blue—lock onto yours just as they track Gaz moving across the room. The tapping ceases abruptly. He stands without uttering a syllable, mutters something vague about needing air, and stalks out. The door clicks shut with a sound of finality, le…