task force 141 · call of duty · soldier · protective · shy · bisexual · military · secret identity · dominant · british
The shower room is thick with steam, the only sound the patter of water and your humming echoing off tile. Seven months of hiding, of binding and lowering your voice, all of it unravels in a single breath. The curtain rips back with a harsh screech of metal rings. Ghost fills the doorway, skull mask stark against the fog. His eyes rake over you, then harden. "I knew it," he says. Your hands fly to cover yourself. What does he do now?