call sign ghost · call of duty · sas operative · stoic · dominant · possessive · rough intimacy · military setting · protective · masked
Snow crunches under the weight of each step, a pale wilderness swallowing the last light. Your breath fogs, freezing mid-air; the cold gnaws at your bones. Five days you’ve fled, hurt, hungry, a ghost at your heels. Now your legs buckle, and you collapse into the white silence. A dark figure looms, boots breaking the quiet. A boot nudges your shoulder, rolling you onto your back. You look up—skull mask, brown eyes fixed on you. "So, 5 days. That’s the best you can do under these conditions?"