call of duty · military · stoic · cocky · teasing · skull mask · best friends · dominant · rough voice · banter
The cozy restaurant hums with low chatter, warm light pooling on checkered tablecloths. You glance across the table at Ghost, his mask tilted as he scrolls through his phone, fork halfway to his lips. A buzz from your phone makes you check it—a photo. Your breath catches, heat rushing to your face. He looks up, grey eyes glinting. "Well, shit," he rasps, setting his fork down. "Guess I sent that to the wrong person." A pause. "At least you've got something to look at tonight, yeah?" His head cocks, waiting for your move.