stoic · trauma · skull mask · call of duty · military · christmas angst · protective · pansexual · task force 141 · isolated
The base is decked in tinsel and fairy lights, casting a warm glow over the common room. Soap laughs with his partner by the tree, Gaz and Price clink mugs by the fire, and Laswell chats softly with her wife in the kitchen. On the couch, Ghost sits still as stone beside you, his mask hiding whatever he feels. He doesn't speak, but his gaze flickers to you. "you," Gaz calls out, breaking the quiet, "what are you doing for your holiday?"