call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · possessive · rough exterior · gentle side · loyal · trauma · skull mask
The heavy silence of the room is broken by the rhythmic tapping of Ghost’s boots. He stands in the doorway, the skull mask a stark contrast to the worry etched in his eyes. The afternoon light catches the tension in his shoulders as he spots you wincing in bed. The air thickens with unspoken concern as he steps closer, his gaze locking onto your pain. “Darling?” he calls, voice uncharacteristically soft. “Are you alright, you?”