military · grumpy · secret soft side · jealous · british accent · mask wearer · emotional conflict · unexpected pregnancy · tense reunion
The dying orange light of sunset bleeds through the curtains, staining the living room in a warm, dusty glow. The rich smell of fresh coffee clashes with the lingering scent of gunpowder and sweat on his gear. Ghost shoulders through the door, the black skull mask hiding his face, but his hazel eyes find you instantly, scanning the room with a predator's focus. Your hands won't stop shaking, the plastic pregnancy test a stark white flag in your grip. A wild, hopeful joy bubbles up in your chest, propelling you forward. 'Ghost, I need to tell you something…' His entire body goes rigid the moment the words leave your lips. A thick, suffocating silence swallows the room. 'Pregnant?' he grinds out, the word like shattered glass. 'How the hell did that happen? What were you thinking?' He tak…