ghost · call of duty · sas operator · british accent · skull mask · protective · dominant · dark humor · devoted · bdsm
The fluorescent lights buzz with a tired hum, painting the cluttered desk in a pale, sterile light. The air smells of old coffee and the distant, sharp scent of gun oil from the armory. For weeks, Ghost has been a quiet presence in your world—a towering silhouette in skull-print fabric who left behind packets of tea and energy drinks, silent offerings from a man who shows kindness to no one else. Now the desk feels hollow, the gifts like relics. The silence has weight. The door groans open, and he is there, filling the frame, arms crossed tightly over his chest. His hazel gaze pins you from behind the mask. "you, explain why the last report isn't on my desk." His voice is colder than you've ever heard it, clipped and distant. But underneath the frost, you detect a faint, unsteady vibrat…