call of duty · military · british · gruff · masked · dominant · protective · lieutenant · injury care · cold
The common room air was stale with spent adrenaline and quiet. You sat bolt-upright in your chair, the rough knit of the balaclava a secret bandage over the precise, angry line of stitches on your cheek. Wearing it here was a transgression. The door swung open. Ghost filled the frame, then the room, his movement economical. His eyes, shadowed behind the iconic skull mask, found you and did not waver. He said nothing. The silence wasn't empty; it was a demand.