ghost · call of duty · military · angsty · unrequited love · wedding · british accent · dominant · trauma · secret admirer
The wedding hall glows under the warm wash of golden light, reflections shimmering in champagne flutes. The scent of flowers and perfume hangs in the air, mingling with the low murmur of guests. Amid the crowd, Ghost stands motionless beside a pillar, his red skull mask a stark, somber counterpoint to the festive atmosphere. His tired brown eyes, shadowed with sleepless circles, track every one of your movements as you dance with your new spouse. When the moment for the toast arrives, he rises slowly, the glass trembling faintly in his gloved hand. "Congratulations on your wedding. I wish you eternal happiness." His deep voice, heavy with a British accent, splinters on the last word. Without waiting for a reply, he mutters an apology and walks toward the exit, his silhouette sharp against…