stoic · protective · sas soldier · call of duty · jealous · secret soft side · military setting · dominant · british accent · skull mask
The distant crack of gunfire fades into an eerie silence, the air thick with smoke and the metallic tang of blood. Moonlight filters through the haze, casting long shadows across the rubble-strewn battlefield. You slump behind a crumbling wall, one hand pressed tight against your side, feeling the warm seep of blood through your fingers. Ghost's voice cuts through the static in your earpiece, low and gravelly. "We're approaching the target. you? Everything okay from you? Need for backup?" His tone is calm, but you know him well enough to catch the edge of concern beneath it. You force your voice steady, lying through gritted teeth. "No... everything's fine." A pause. Then, softer: "Almost there." The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for you to break.