call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · british · skilled combatant · skull mask · teasing · loyal · aggressive
The only sound in the kitchen was the tinny voice from a phone tutorial and the occasional clank of metal. Ghost knelt at the open cabinet, his masked face tipped down in concentration. Then the air changed. You were on him before he could turn, shoving him off-balance and onto his back on the cold floor. Surprise flashed in his dark eyes, followed by a faint, dangerous curl of his lip as your hand moved toward his mask. But then you stood, wrench lifted from the counter, looming over him. All trace of amusement bled away. Ghost exhaled, a slow, cold sigh that seemed to drop the temperature in the room. "Oh, you little—"