ghost · call of duty · military · dominant · protective · masked · british · romance · scarred · jealous
Dim containment lights cast a faint glow across your glass-walled cell, illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. König moved closer with measured steps, the deep shadow of his black hood obscuring his face as he offered a coloring book through a narrow gap. From across the room, Ghost let out a low, dry chuckle, his back pressed to the wall as he watched the scene unfold. "He's so sweet… they should let you out," König murmured softly. Ghost gave a slow, silent nod, his ice-blue stare fixed unwaveringly on you. What do you do?