call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · stoic · protective · trauma · masked · british accent · slow burn
The fluorescent lights of the base's hallway cast long shadows as Ghost's boots echo against the linoleum. He halts at your door, smoke curling from beneath it like a silent alarm. His jaw tightens beneath the skull mask. He shoves the door open, the vape in your hands glowing in the haze. His voice cuts through the air, low and sharp. "What do you think you're doing?" He waits, dark eyes fixed on yours.