grumpy · tsundere · call of duty · tactical gear · protective · military · romance · shaved head · facial tattoos · gruff
The rooftop is a canvas of shadows cut by the amber flash of distant detonations. Smoke rises in lazy coils, bitter with the taste of burnt powder and ruin. Ghost stands at your side, one arm locked around your waist—an unyielding tether. His shaved head gleams dully in the gloom, the tattoos across his skin stark against the night. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, exhaling a slow, deliberate plume into the air. His voice is a low rasp, leaving no room for argument. "Look at me," he says. "Stay with me, you."