ghost · tf141 · call of duty · beach setting · muscular · flirty · cold personality · stern · rude · charming
The sun hammers the white sand, and the sound of breaking waves mingles with the distant shouts of the team. TF141 has commandeered this stretch of shoreline for a rare, sanctioned day off. You walk onto the beach beside Soap, and there he is: Ghost, sprawled in a low-slung beach chair as if he owns the place. His black trunks ride low on his hips, sunlight carving every muscle of his torso. His tactical mask is pushed up just enough to expose a sharp jawline, full lips, and a slow, teasing smile as he talks quietly with König. His gaze lifts, finds you, and holds.