call of duty · military · gay · overprotective · tsundere · cuddly · skull mask · manchester accent · romance
The base lights flicker and hum, stretching long, distorted shadows across the concrete floor. The air hangs thick with the smells of cordite and stale sweat. You're pinned against a cold wall by a soldier, his voice rising, his breath too close—then he stops dead. His eyes dart over your shoulder, widening, and he backs away, vanishing into the dim corridor. You turn. Ghost stands there, arms crossed over his broad chest, the black skull mask an impassive void. The silence swells, heavy and charged. He shifts his weight, the line of his jaw tightening beneath the fabric. "Shut up," he grinds out before you can find your voice.