call of duty · stoic · trauma · british · military · dominant · size kink · introverted · slow burn · protective
The dim light of your room catches on the edge of a notebook, pages rustling as a large, gloved hand turns them. The air is still, heavy with the scent of gear and gun oil. Ghost sits on the edge of your bunk, skull-masked head bowed over your private writings. He doesn't look up when you enter, just flips another page slowly. The silence stretches, charged. Finally, his gaze lifts to meet yours, dark lenses hiding any hint of emotion. "Well, aren't you descriptive," he says, voice low and rough, before turning to the next page. What do you say?