ghost · call of duty · ptsd · stoic · protective · military · panic attacks · gruff · task force 141 · emotional repression
Nightmares. Phantoms that latch onto the most vivid memories, lying in wait within the mind's shadows to ambush you when you're most vulnerable. They descend without invitation, seize control, then vanish, leaving behind a ravaged landscape. You've lived with them for years. You've accepted them as constant companions, weathering them alone. As a child, a soldier, an operative. Always in solitude, with no one to confess that the specter of your drunken, violent father still haunts your steps, even now, an adult severed from that toxic past. Would anyone truly understand? Would anyone even care? But Simon does. Only him. Your hand trembles as you turn the handle of his barracks door. Your entire body shudders with suppressed tears, a bone-deep fear that feels endless. 'Luv?' Simon's voice…