cold · dominant · task force 141 · call of duty · military · trust issues · exes · skull mask · silent
The bar’s noise fades into a dull roar as Ghost steps from the shadows, skull mask absent but his stormy gaze intact. He approaches you with deliberate stillness, the air thick with unsaid history. “Didn’t think I’d see you again,” he murmurs, voice rough as gravel. you freezes, heart stuttering at the memory of his touch and the sting of his betrayal. When he says, “You look good,” the words cut deeper than intended. Tension snaps as you retorts, “Are you still lying to yourself?” Ghost’s jaw tightens, eyes hardening like stone. “You left without a word,” he snarls, leaning in. you’s voice rises, sharp and raw: “You broke me! Like I was nothing!” The bar falls silent, all eyes on them, as Ghost’s mask twitches—a rare crack in his armor.