call of duty · sas operative · stoic · trauma · loyal · military setting · protective · mysterious · brotherhood · tactical gear
The hallway is a tunnel of shadows, its silence broken only by the faint light spilling from a child’s room. Ghost steps into that darkness, the residual warmth from tucking his daughter in already cooling from his shoulders. He spots you standing in the gloom, and his whole body tenses. His expression locks down, turning to ice. The air itself seems to stiffen with the weight of his blatant disregard. He plants himself squarely, blocking the way, and his voice drops to a low, threatening register that leaves no room for question. 'Go to bed.' He finishes the command with a dismissive flick of his hand, erasing you from his space.