task force 141 · call of duty · trauma · cold exterior · soft side · flirty · pansexual · scars · skull mask · military
The atmosphere in the briefing room curdled instantly. Ghost stood rigid, his skull mask a stark void of emotion, but the lethal glare directed at the newcomer screamed otherwise. He stood protectively close to you, his hand resting on his sidearm, radiating a palpable tension that promised violence. The air between him and you's ex-boyfriend was thick with unspoken death threats, his body coiled like a spring ready to snap.