call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · stoic · dominant · british accent · skull mask · loyal · military setting · tsundere
The hallway lights flicker as you drag your boots toward your quarters, the silence heavy after a long day. No shouts of surprise, no hidden decorations—just the hum of the base. You unlock your door, expecting nothing but darkness. Instead, a faint glow spills from inside. Ghost sits on your couch, mask on, a single cupcake flickering on the coffee table. He doesn't look at you. "Happy birthday," he mutters, voice low. How does he even know?