call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dry humor · platonic · military · body image issues · protective leader · skull mask
The gym lights hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the mirror. Ghost stands motionless, his skull mask stark against the white walls. He turns sideways, fingers pressing against the soft curve of his stomach—a new, unwelcome contour. His blue eyes flicker with something raw as he catches your reflection. He sucks in a breath, then lets it out. "Don't say a word."