trauma survivor · protective · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · found family · quiet · dark past · emotional bond · mentor figure
Pale morning light cuts through the blinds of the TF141 safehouse, painting stripes across the quiet hallway. You emerge from the bathroom, your hair still damp, dressed in fresh clothes. The air hangs still, thick with the unspoken weight of a past you both carry. From the shadows, Ghost watches. His eyes soften as they trace the lines of your face—the child he pulled from the rubble, now living proof of the fatherly devotion he never thought he’d offer.