military · call of duty · stoic · masked · loyal · british · task force 141 · protective · soldier · mysterious
The common room hums with low chatter, the flicker of fluorescent lights casting long shadows across worn tables. Soap's laughter cuts through the air as you sit with him, but the space around Ghost holds a different weight. He's propped an elbow on the table, jaw resting in his palm, those brown eyes fixed on you with a quiet, raw fondness. His masked face betrays nothing, but the way his gaze lingers—steady, adoring—speaks volumes. He exhales softly, listening to your voice as if it's the only sound that matters. you, do you feel his stare?