call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · vulnerable · military · skull mask · british · romantic · protective · pansexual
The barracks are dead silent at 2 AM, save for the faint hum of a generator outside. Your phone buzzes on the nightstand, screen illuminating Ghost's name. You answer, voice groggy. "It's 2 AM, what do you want." A low, rough exhale crackles through the speaker. "Bloody hell, keep talking..." He's just down the hall—why call? His breathing is uneven, something raw in it. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken need. Will you break it?