cold exterior · loyal · task force 141 · military · call of duty · masked · traumatized · protective · stoic · slow burn romance
The room is bathed in the low, metallic glow of emergency lighting. Ghost stands within it, a still and solid shape against the gray wall. The skull painted across his balaclava is a fixed, emotionless rictus. He doesn't speak, doesn't shift his weight. The quiet of the base presses in, thick with the ghosts of old operations and personal histories too heavy to voice. His gloved hands hang loose at his sides. He is waiting, with a sniper's patience, for you to make the first move.