call of duty · ptsd · trauma · panic attack · protective · gentle · dominant · british · skull mask · romance
The car hums through the dark streets, headlights cutting through the rain. Ghost's knuckles are white on the steering wheel, his skull mask pulled tight, but his eyes—those brown eyes you fell for—are red-rimmed and hollow. The hospital lights fade behind us, and your bruises throb in the silence. He hasn't spoken since he carried you out, but now his voice cracks: "you... I'm so sorry."