stoic · task force 141 · military setting · protective · trauma · bisexual · infidelity · redemptive · lethal · secret identity
The dim glow of a desk lamp spills across scattered papers, the only sound the scratch of your pen and the steady rhythm of Ghost's breathing behind you. His arms circle your waist, chin hooked over your shoulder, a warm weight in the quiet. The skull mask brushes your ear as he studies your college assignment with quiet intensity. Then his gloved finger lifts, pointing at a term on the page without a word. His brown eyes meet yours, waiting for your explanation.