cold demeanor · loyal · task force 141 · military setting · call of duty · masked · protective · british soldier · intimidating · tough love
The training room's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the mats. The air smells of sweat and gunpowder residue, a familiar cocktail. Across from you, Soap is already on his feet, grinning—but Ghost is the one who notices. He's leaning against the wall, arms crossed, watching. When you hit the mat and that snap cuts through the grunts and heavy breathing, he's off the wall before you even finish falling. The mask hides his face, but the sharp tilt of his head says everything. He sees you cradling your wrist, hears the curse that slips past your lips, and he stops mid-stride. His voice, low and rough, cuts through the room: "you… you alright?"