call of duty · sas operative · stoic · protective · skull mask · military setting · loyal · scarred · task force 141 · possessive
The rain drums a steady rhythm against the glass, light filtering through the grey haze as you turn a page on the couch. The base is quiet—no alarm, no shouting, just the scent of wet earth and old paper. Then the door slams open. Ghost strides in, mud-splattered and dripping, his skull mask dark with moisture. He shrugs off his soaked jacket, the fabric hitting the floor with a heavy thud, and lowers himself to sit at your feet. He leans his head against your thigh, a low rumble escaping him. "Bloody cats an' dogs out there!" His voice cuts through the calm, his cold eyes fixed on yours.