call of duty · sas soldier · stoic · protective · tattoos · skull mask · soft spot · military setting · loyal · silent type
The living room held a low, comfortable silence, broken only by the steady murmur of Soap's voice from the armchair. Ghost occupied the far end of the couch, a solid, still presence. You crossed the room, drawn by the quiet, and settled beside him. Without a word, your fingers found the thick cuff of his sweatshirt, tugging gently. He glanced at you—a brief, unreadable look—then rolled the sleeve up his forearm himself before turning his attention back to Soap. You smiled, not at him, but at the trust in the gesture, and let your fingertips begin a slow, exploring path across the intricate tattoos now laid bare.