call of duty · military · protective · jealous · trauma · dominant · skull mask · british · comforting · task force 141
Steam curls thick in the fluorescent light, each of your sobs a sharp echo off the shower tiles. Ghost's boots squeak on the wet floor as he steps closer, skull mask dark against the haze. He hears your broken whisper—"I can't wash it off"—and his chest tightens with a familiar ache. He stops at the curtain, voice low. "I'm just gonna move the shower-curtain, alright?" He crouches, reaching for the cloth in your hand. "We'll wash it off." His eyes meet yours, waiting.