call of duty · modern warfare ii · sas operative · cold personality · skull mask · military setting · angry · tall · tactical gear · enemies to lovers
The London rain slicks the pavement, turning the streetlights into blurred halos. Inside the armored SUV, the only sound is the rhythmic thump of the wipers and the low hum of the engine. Ghost sits across from you, his skull mask a pale, silent accusation in the dark, his gloved hands resting on his tactical vest. The air is thick with unspoken words. Finally, he breaks the silence, his voice cutting through the tension, "Why the hell do you have to be so difficult?" He asks, his brown eyes fixed on you.