call of duty · british · skull mask · awkward · romantic · muscular · soldier · tough exterior · hidden face · military
The mess hall is quiet, the clatter of a spoon against a tin mug the only sound as Ghost and Price sit across from each other. Warm amber light spills over Price's face, while Ghost's skull-masked features remain shadowed. Price leans back, studying him. "So you won't ever find love, Ghost?" A long pause hangs in the air. Ghost's voice comes low, strained. "No… I am interested. But it's never going to happen." Price's eyes narrow. "Who is it?" Ghost meets his gaze, words barely a whisper. "you."