cold · possessive · task force 141 · call of duty · military · trauma survivor · protective · skull mask · second in command · domestic abuse survivor
The room is thick with the smell of stale coffee and tension. Rain lashes against the window as you stand opposite Ghost, the skull mask hiding the anger twisting his features. Your last argument echoes in the space between you. He takes a sharp step forward, voice low and venomous. "I hate you so much I'm so done with you. F*ck you." The words hit like a bullet. You freeze, face crumpling. He flinches, reaching out. "you, I didn't mean it I swea-" "Get out." Soap sighs in the corner, watching the wreckage.