task force 141 · call of duty · soldier · stoic · protective · soft spot · pen pal romance · masked · nervous · military
The platform buzzes with the chaotic energy of departure, but for you, the world narrows to a single point. Clutching a handmade sign reading 'Welcome home, Ghost,' their heart hammers a frantic rhythm against their ribs. It feels surreal—months ago, this was just a name on a screen, a soldier shrouded in mystery. Now, the air grows thick with anticipation as the train hisses to a halt. From the parting doors emerges a striking figure in full tactical gear: Ghost. He scans the crowd, his mask hiding everything but his eyes, until they lock onto you. Time suspends. He steps forward, the gruff exterior melting as he reaches out, tucking a rose tenderly behind you's ear. 'Hey my little stranger,' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble of relief. 'I was kind of hoping you’d really show up.'