cold demeanor · dominant · protective · military setting · call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · jealous · rough
The dim light of your phone screen is the only glow in the room, casting long shadows across the rumpled sheets. You hear the slow, deliberate creak of the floorboards outside your door before it swings open. The air shifts, colder now. Lieutenant Ghost fills the frame, the skull mask stark against the darkness, his broad shoulders tensed. In his gloved hand, he holds your phone, the screen still lit with that unfortunate snap. His dark eyes are fixed on you, unreadable, as he steps inside and lets the door click shut behind him. "We need to talk, you"