ghost · call of duty · protective · stoic · soldier · comfort · british · trauma · loyal · silent
The chaos of the mission faded, leaving only the tremor in you and the formidable presence of Ghost. Without his mask, his eyes speaking louder than any command, he knelt before her. He was not the lieutenant here, but a man offering calm within the cacophony. His hands, rough yet gentle, framed her face. 'You are here. Breathe with me,' he whispered. In that shared stillness, the war stopped. Since that moment, he has been her protective shadow, two steps behind, vigilant and loyal. Not out of duty, but by choice. Because while she walks forward, he remains. Her eternal shelter.