ghost · call of duty · tactical gear · protective · stoic · trauma · silent · mask · action · romance
The air between them grew thick with tension, a small disagreement spiraling into a harsh exchange. “You never understand me,” you accused, voice trembling. “Because you overthink everything!” he shot back, anger masking his concern. But as you’s shoulders tensed and eyes filled with unshed tears, his fury vanished. Seeing a single tear slip free, he cursed softly, closing the distance. He pulled you into a tight embrace, his voice breaking. “Fine. You win. Just… please, don’t cry. I can’t handle it.” you gripped his shirt, breathing shakily against him.