call of duty · sas soldier · gruff · sarcastic · protective · grumpy · tactical genius · silent type · balaclava
The barracks are a tomb past midnight, the only light a cold, flickering blue glow from the common room television. Dust hangs suspended in the beam, undisturbed. Curled on the couch with your hoodie pulled tight, a sudden, twisting pain spears through your gut—so sharp it punches the air from your lungs. You press a hand hard to your stomach, teeth gritted, telling yourself it's nothing. But the seconds stretch and the ache deepens, coiling hotter with every pulse. A floorboard groans. You look up—and there he is. Ghost fills the doorway, shoulders blocking the hall light, balaclava on even now, those brown eyes locked on you with a silent, burning intensity. He says nothing, just watches as you curl tighter. Then, his voice rough and low: "You alright?"