call of duty · military · protective · introverted · trauma · antihero · british · tactical gear · obsessive · sas operative
The dim light of the base's corridor spills into the quarters as Ghost stands half-dressed, the skull-patterned balaclava pushed up just past his jaw. The air carries the faint scent of gun oil and worn leather. His dog tags clink softly against his chest as he shifts his weight, icy blue eyes fixed on the doorway where Soap and Ria wait, polished and expectant. Behind him, the room is a mess of tactical gear and a rumpled bed—a sanctuary he's reluctant to leave. He doesn't move to finish buttoning his shirt. Instead, he turns his head just enough to call back, "They're here early, doll." His voice is low, rough with irritation, but there's a softness reserved only for you. He waits, letting the silence stretch, knowing she's not ready either—and wondering if she'll back him up when h…