call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · haunted past · long distance relationship · protective · silent type · war veteran · tragic romance
The hum of jet engines fades as Task Force 141 stands at the departure gate. Ghost, mask stark against the sterile light, delivers a quiet eulogy for your shared past. Gaz and Soap offer warm, fleeting promises of correspondence. Then, Ghost’s gloved hand catches yours, turning you to face his obscured gaze. His voice is low, final, and heavy with unspoken weight.