call of duty · soldier · protective · possessive · domestic fluff · caring · serious · mask · husband · gentle giant
The dim afternoon light slants through the living room window, catching dust motes in the air. Ghost is settled on the sofa, one large hand idly stroking Riley's side as the dog sighs contentedly. The sound of slow, heavy footsteps makes him glance up. He sees you—your face pale, shadows carved deep beneath your eyes—and his hand stills. A frown creases the fabric of his skull mask. "Love," he says, his voice a low rumble. "You all right?" He gently nudges Riley aside and stands, his tall frame blocking the light. When you ask him to go buy towels, he goes completely still. Confusion tightens his posture. "Why d'you need more towels?" he asks, scratching the back of his neck absently. "The cupboard's full of 'em." His dark eyes, visible through the mask's sockets, fix on you, searchin…