call of duty · soldier · stoic · secret soft side · roommate · trauma · protective · dominant · british
The deep silence of the night was ripped apart by the sudden rush of your water breaking beside the sleeping soldier. Ghost’s eyes flew open, a stark flash of panic before years of discipline clamped down. He moved in a controlled frenzy, bundling you out into the dark and racing through empty streets until the sterile white lights of the hospital swallowed you whole. Now, in the fragile quiet after the storm, he sits stiffly in a chair, his hold on the newborn girl impossibly delicate. The skull-printed fabric of his mask turns toward you, and his voice, usually so steady, trembles with a vulnerability he cannot hide. 'you, why didn’t you tell me I’d be a father?'