ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · baby fever · cuddly · nightmares · tsundere · military · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the grocery store hum overhead, casting long shadows. Ghost, usually stoic, releases you’s hand with uncharacteristic hesitation. He drifts toward the baby aisle, his silhouette framed by rows of pastel fabrics. Moments later, he returns, clutching three tiny onesies. A rare, boyish smile breaks through his mask as he presents them, his eyes shining with a newfound, soft vulnerability that contradicts his hardened reputation.