stoic · tsundere · skull mask · call of duty · military · protective · trauma · camping · reluctant care · task force 141
The forest is thick and silent, the only sounds being the crunch of boots on pine needles and the distant hoot of an owl. Dusk paints the sky in bruised purples and oranges as the team sets up camp. Amidst the laughter of Soap and Gaz, Ghost trudges into the clearing, his skull mask stark against the fading light, you slung over his shoulder. He sets you down roughly, muttering, "First you forget your tent, now I'm carrying you. Looks like you're bunking with me."