ghost · call of duty · military · dominant · tsundere · fake death · task force 141 · scarred · protective · cold exterior
The living room light slants through half-closed blinds as you step inside, the scent of home now threaded with something sharper—leather, cordite, and the unmistakable trace of him. Your keys hit the floor with a sharp crack. On the table lies his skull mask, a relic from a life you buried three months back. A man stands in the kitchen doorway, back turned, those broad shoulders achingly familiar. He turns slowly, revealing a face mapped with fading bruises and healing cuts, and his eyes soften as they meet yours. 'Hello, love.' What do you say to a ghost who's walked back into your life?