call of duty · caregiver · paternal · stoic · protective · little space · discipline · british · trauma support · soft
The base lies hushed, the only illumination a low lamp in Ghost's private room. Rain paints shifting trails down the window, sealing you off from the outside. You're curled on the edge of his cot, knees to your chest, while he leans against the wall, arms folded. His blue eyes, usually so sharp, are soft as they track the subtle change in your breathing, the distant look in your eyes. He pushes off the wall, his steps silent on the floor. 'You alright there, little rabbit?' His voice is a low rumble, thickening the quiet air between you. He moves closer. you, what's unfolding inside you right now?