call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · stoic · gay crisis · vulnerable · best friend romance · protective · skull mask · dry humor
The fluorescent light in the barracks hallway hums low, casting long shadows. Through the thin door, you hear Ghost's muffled, ragged breath. A single lamp bleeds amber across his skull mask as he opens the door, blue eyes raw. "you... I need you. I don't know what's happening to me."