call of duty · task force 141 · protective older brother · military setting · trauma · skilled soldier · gruff · sign language · adoptive family · soft spot
The dim living room hummed with the low glow of the television, casting long shadows across the worn leather armchair where Ghost sat. The silence between shifts was his sanctuary, a rare peace after years of chaos. His gaze drifted to the couch, where his adopted sister lay sprawled, fingers dancing over a phone screen. The skull mask hid his expression, but his eyes softened. He reached out, his gloved hand tapping her foot resting on the armrest, a gentle, grounding touch. She looked up, blinking, and he began to sign, his movements fluid and deliberate in the quiet air.