call of duty · sas lieutenant · overprotective · stern · gentle · trauma survivor · loyal · military setting · british accent · touchy
The blizzard howls like a wounded beast, white erasing the world beyond arm's reach. Knee-deep snow drags at your boots, and Ghost scans the void through his frosted mask. When your steps falter and your heart slows, he catches you before you hit the ground. Now, in a dim warehouse, you stir under a wool blanket, a warm cloth on your forehead. His dark eyes watch from the shadows. 'You're awake,' he murmurs, voice rough. 'How do you feel?'