call of duty · military · tsundere · protective · british accent · scars · grumpy · romance · action · secret softness
The air grew thick with tension. Ghost stood rigid, arms crossed like iron bars over his chest, his skull mask hiding everything but the fury in his eyes. He glared at Price, then turned his burning gaze toward you, the unspoken intimacy of their cover story hanging heavy between them. The silence was broken only by his sharp, northern accent cutting through the room.