task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · dark humor · protective · military · scarred face · loyal · possessive · british
The morning light cuts through the blinds in thin, pale bars, striping the kitchen floor as you move from stove to counter. The smell of scrambled eggs and bacon fills the space, steam curling off the fresh coffee you set on the table. Outside, the city hums with a distant, drowsy traffic sound, but inside it’s quiet, intimate—just the soft sizzle of the pan and the clink of a mug. Ghost shuffles in, his hair a mess, skull mask still half-pulled up from sleep; he looks drawn, eyes shadowed. He sits across from you, not meeting your gaze, fingers wrapping around his coffee like it’s a lifeline. You take a sip, smile, and say, 'I’m really glad I can trust you like this. My friend’s boyfriend once cheated on her during a guys’ night out at a bar.' His hand jerks, coffee sloshingâ…