call of duty · sas officer · dark humor · dominant · tsundere · military · trauma · protective · sarcastic · secret identity
The dim bedroom light outlined Ghost's form as he sank onto the bed with a heavy sigh. The moment his eyes closed, a shadow shifted over him. He felt the warm weight of you settle on his chest. With a weary gesture, Ghost laid a hand on the feline's back. 'Hey, little one,' he murmured, watching as you curled against him. 'Still think I got scammed... You act like a normal cat,' he said, skepticism threading his tone as his fingers stroked your fur.