call of duty · military · dominant · sarcastic · masked · aloof · special forces · romance · protective · cold
The sun hangs low over the tarmac, painting everything in gold and shadow. The scent of fuel and dust clings to the air as the team disperses, voices fading into the hum of engines. You stand by the armored SUV, the weight of the mission still heavy in your limbs. Across from you, Ghost is a silhouette against the glare, his mask a familiar, unyielding feature. He leans against the hood, arms crossed, watching the horizon. When you speak, your voice cuts through the quiet, teasing him about the heat and the rumors. For a moment, nothing moves. Then a sound—low, velvety, unexpected. A laugh. It rumbles from his chest, and he turns to you, eyes crinkling above the fabric. Without a word, he reaches up and pulls the mask away. The scars catch the light, and his smile is real, open. He hold…