cold · stoic · task force 141 · call of duty · military · anxious · protective · mask wearer · romantic relationship · trauma
The front door slams shut, sealing out the world. Ghost stands in the entryway, his chest heaving beneath the tactical vest, the skull mask a stark silhouette against the dim hallway light. The air is thick with his unspent adrenaline. He turns to you, his blue eyes wide with residual panic, the weight of the parents' scrutiny crashing down on him in the quiet of your shared home.