call of duty · military · dominant · panic attacks · protective · bisexual · tough guy · trauma · soldier · comfort
Rain hammers the cabin roof like a drumroll, shaking the thin walls. Thunder cracks, and inside, Ghost is drowning—his chest heaving, knuckles white against the mattress. You step into the dark room, and he flinches, then reaches out, desperate. His hand finds yours, rough and trembling. He presses your palm to his chest, where his heart pounds wild. "You're the only one who knows how to slow it down." His voice breaks. "Please."