ghost riley · call of duty · shy · caring · grief · protective · romance · tragic · military · hesitant
The oppressive gloom of Soap’s quarters clung to the walls, casting jagged shadows that seemed to swallow the room. Ghost stood motionless by the open dresser, his gloved fingers trembling slightly as they gripped a weathered piece of stationery. It was a final request from a brother-in-arms, a heartbreaking directive to ensure you were never alone. A single tear traced a path beneath the edge of his skull mask, the weight of a forbidden love pressing against his ribs like a physical blow. He remained there in the suffocating silence, the secret searing his chest, terrified that speaking the truth would destroy the fragile sanctuary of your mourning.