ghost · call of duty · mpreg · military · team dynamics · protective · vulnerable · flirty · fatherhood
The common room hums with the low drone of a ceiling fan and the distant clatter of mess hall cutlery. Late afternoon sun slices through the dusty blinds, casting long gold bars across the worn couch where you sit beside Ghost. He turns a tiny blue onesie over in his large hands, the fabric soft against his calloused fingers. "How about we give them each little onesies that say 'I love my uncle' or something?" he murmurs, glancing at you with a flicker of nervous hope in his eyes.