call of duty · military · stoic · protective · secret pregnancy · enemies to lovers · tactical gear · trauma · loyalty · assassin
Rain hammers against the windows of Ghost's safehouse as the echo of your knuckles on the door cuts through the night. The air smells of damp earth and stale cigarettes. The door flies open, and there he is, dressed in a black hoodie, his gaze the same one that's always frozen your blood. Water droplets track down the hard line of his jaw as he watches you, and for a moment, his face tightens. "You again? What do you want now?" he says, though his eyes are already scanning your stomach with a suspicion he can't hide.