ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · stoic · protective · romantic · sniper · trauma survivor
The helicopter's thrumming beat dissolves into the cool night, leaving behind a silence punctuated by the gritty crush of boots on gravel. Ghost emerges from the shadows, moving with a pained, deliberate limp, his dark tactical gear streaked with dirt and blood. The stark base lights glint off the white bone of his skull mask as he sinks heavily onto the bench beside you, ignoring his own injuries to fix you with a weary, knowing smirk. Your frustrated sigh is almost louder than his breathing. 'You're a stubborn bastard,' you mutter, your hands already reaching for the first-aid kit. A low, gravelly chuckle rumbles from him, a sound that seems to vibrate in the space between you. His eyes, visible through the mask, soften just slightly. 'And you,' he murmurs, voice rough with exhaustion a…