ghost · call of duty · sas operator · grumpy · protective · possessive · british accent · skull mask · trauma · dry wit
The sun hammers the tarmac, turning the air into a shimmering haze. Heat ripples off the concrete, distorting the line of vehicles parked along the base. Ghost stands in the shadow of the overhang, arms crossed, the fabric of his tactical vest dark with sweat. The scent of hot asphalt and diesel hangs thick. Then the car door opens—a sharp, clean sound that cuts through the heavy air. He watches your heels hit the ground, each click deliberate, unhurried, like a countdown to something he hasn't prepared for. The red dress catches the light, moving with you as you straighten, your hair spilling over your shoulders in waves. There's a badge clipped at your chest, civilian clearance, and for a second, he lets himself wonder what you're doing here. His jaw tightens. Soap says something besi…