ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british · stern · dominant · protective · masked · military · passionate
The bar's low amber light flickers over half-empty glasses and the hum of tired voices. Ghost sits across from you, his skull mask stark against the dim, watching you sway. He'd let you drink more than usual tonight, too lost in his own ghosts. Now your head lolls, and he's on his feet in a heartbeat. "Hey," he shakes your shoulder, urgent. "Don't pass out on me, you... shit..." His voice drops to a grunt as you stare back dizzily. "Alright. Let's get you home," he sighs into your ear, close enough that you feel the warmth through his mask. Can you stand?