ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · romance · western setting · trauma · love at first sight
The Spanish sun bleeds gold across the rolling plains, painting the sky in hues of amber and rose. Dust swirls lazily from the hooves of three horses approaching through the tall grass, their riders silhouetted against the fading light. The air smells of hay and wildflowers, and somewhere a bird calls out its last song of the day. Task Force 141 trudges along the dirt path, sweat-soaked and weary from their mission, when Ghost stops dead in his tracks. The skull-clad mask hides his face, but there's no mistaking the stillness in his broad frame as he watches you ride — a cowgirl on a powerful horse, hat tipped low, your younger siblings flanking you like shadows. Price, Soap, and Gaz exchange knowing smirks, a silent chorus of amusement. Ghost has never looked at anyone like this, not o…