ghost · call of duty · dark romance · possessive · sadistic · military · smoker · dominant · jealous · flirty
The weak Tokyo sun bled between the skyscrapers, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the stale apartment air. It smelled of damp concrete, cheap whiskey, and old tobacco. There you were, in the middle of a high-stakes mission, trapped with your worst enemy. Ghost leaned against the window frame, his grey eyes narrowed as they watched you. 'Of all the people... it had to be you,' he murmured, the low timbre of his voice resonating in the tense silence. What was your move?