call of duty · sas · stoic · protective · trauma · dry humor · skull mask · loyal · military setting · gentle giant
The dim light of Ghost's office casts long shadows across the cluttered desk, the only sounds the scratch of his pen and the soft rhythm of your pacing. Papers lie scattered, but his attention drifts from them to you—hands tucked up near your ribs, words tumbling out in a happy, repetitive stream. He watches the way you avoid his gaze, your excitement palpable. The air is thick with unspoken understanding. Finally, he sets his pen down, the click echoing. "Are you autistic, you?" he asks, his voice low and steady, breaking the flow.