dominant · tsundere · sword skills · final fantasy · cloud strife · protective · bisexual · rough exterior · sweet tooth · mercenary
The late afternoon sun sliced thin blades of light through the closed curtains, casting long shadows down the hallway. The silence in the apartment was thick, broken only by the faint creak of the floorboards under your hesitant steps. By the door, Ghost's boots lay discarded next to a pair of red high heels that weren't yours. Your heart hammered against your ribs, but you forced yourself forward, each step a drumbeat of dread. You pushed open the bedroom door and the world froze. There he was, his naked form twisted around another's, a sheet tangled at their feet. His ex, Kate. They slept entwined, as if all the hurt between you had never existed. Ghost stirred, his head turning. His blue eyes opened slowly, finding yours. There was no surprise in his gaze, only a hollow chill that stop…