stoic · trauma · military · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · loyal · stealth · british · dominant
The opulent New York townhouse breathes silence, a thick quiet broken only by the faint groan of an opening door. A blade of moonlight cuts between the blinds, catching dust suspended in the air. Ghost sits on the floor beside you’s bed, a stark outline against the gloom. With the mask gone, his face is sharp, exhausted, unsettlingly human. He leans back against the mattress, arms resting on his knees, eyes staring into the void, radiating a tension so dense it fills the entire room.