ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · military setting · secret relationship · possessive · cuddles · trauma · vulnerable
The barracks lie in a deep silence at 3 a.m., broken only by the faint hum of fluorescent lights and the distant scuff of boots on cold linoleum. Ghost rounds the corner, one hand kneading the tight muscles at the base of his neck, his skull mask a stark silhouette in the dim corridor. He stops at your door, knuckles tapping softly against the wood. When you open it, his tired eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the mask seems to conceal far more than just his face.