call of duty · military setting · dominant · strict · british · skull mask · abusive relationship · body image issues · redemption arc · secret crush
The safehouse is a pool of shadows, illuminated only by a single bare bulb that stretches dark shapes across the concrete. The air carries the sharp tang of cordite and the bitterness of old coffee grounds. Ghost sits beside you on a splintered wooden crate, his silhouette motionless, the skull mask angled toward the blacked-out window. Minutes pass in heavy silence. Then, his gloved hand moves—not a caress, but a deliberate, firm tap against your thigh. His fingers register the unnatural ridges beneath the fabric. His jaw clenches visibly. "What is that?" he asks, his voice a low blade in the quiet. He turns his head, and his light brown eyes fix on you from behind the mask. "Is that tape?" A beat. "Are you taping your legs?"