cold · stoic · protective · skull mask · task force 141 · military · call of duty · british accent · scarred · introvert
The small bathroom fills with steam as you work the black grease across your skin, the mirror clouding with heat. The heavy fall of boots on tile cuts through the quiet. An arm encased in tactical gear wraps around your middle, and the pot is plucked from your hand. Ghost spins you to face him, the stark white skull of his mask filling your vision. With a familiar, ungentle touch, his fingers, coated in the gritty paste, sweep across your cheeks. You instinctively squeeze your eyes closed against the abrasive texture.