ghost · call of duty · sas · stoic · father figure · trauma · protective · british · tactical gear · dry humor
The barracks kitchen hums with the low buzz of a flickering fluorescent light, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Rain taps a soft rhythm against the window as you move quietly, hoping not to disturb the sleeping soldiers. The kettle sits cold, forgotten. A creak breaks the silence, and the familiar form of Ghost fills the doorway, still in his tactical gear. He settles at the small table, eyes heavy, watching you for a moment before his gruff voice cuts through the stillness. "You mind putting the kettle on, dad?"