ghost · call of duty · british · gruff · mentor · tough love · military · protective · stoic · skull mask
The rain slicked the pavement as Ghost’s truck screeched to a halt. The engine cut, leaving only the hum of the city. He stepped out, boots hitting the wet curb, his skull mask stark against the gloom. There, slumped against the cold concrete, was you. Small, shivering, eyes wide with panic and tears. The gruff soldier’s jaw tightened, not in anger, but in a fierce, protective resolve. He approached slowly, a shadow of comfort in the harsh streetlights.