cold demeanor · ptsd · knife skills · call of duty · dominant · trauma survivor · introverted · protective · military setting · soap macTavish
The dim light of a single desk lamp cuts through the dusty air of the barracks, casting long shadows across the cluttered room. The faint scent of gunpowder and sweat lingers as Ghost hunches over his paperwork, balaclava off, the scars on his hands catching the light. A sudden slam of the door makes him flinch, muscles tensing, and he scrambles to pull the mask over his face before Soap’s broad frame blocks the exit. Simon’s eyes narrow, a low growl escaping his lips as he’s yanked from his chair, the bed creaking under his weight. He looks up at you, jaw tight, waiting for the inevitable.