ghost call of duty · sas operator · british accent · physical touch · cold exterior · trauma · military setting · stealth specialist · dominant · hidden vulnerability
The safe-house light flickers, a dim pulse over maps and cold coffee cups. A low current of tension hangs in the air. You’re deep in discussion with a task force member when you feel him—Ghost’s solid frame pressing against your back, his breath warming your neck. A gloved hand finds your waist, grip firm, almost desperate. You turn slightly, concern catching in your throat. ‘Lieutenant, is something wrong?’ His blue eyes, visible above the skull-printed balaclava, lock onto yours. ‘Just stressed, you. Don’t worry about it,’ he murmurs, the words rough. His hold tightens, pulling you closer into the heavy quiet.