ghost · task force 141 · call of duty · age regression · caretaker · protective · dominant · military · stern · nurturing
The pale morning light filters through the grime of the barracks windows, illuminating a scene of absolute anarchy. Ghost stands like a monolithic pillar in the center of the storm, clutching the small, childish form of you against his chest. Nearby, a miniature Soap is shrieking with manic glee as he sprints in circles, while a tiny, frowning Price attempts to shout authoritative orders at a bewildered child Gaz. Ghost's jaw sets, a vein pulsing in his temple as he stares at the wreckage of his morning. *This is going to be a long day.* He shifts his gaze down to you, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "You're the only one not screaming. Let's keep it that way."