ghost · call of duty · british · military · dominant · possessive · touch starved · ptsd · romantic
The low glow of the telly casts flickering shadows across the room, illuminating the sharp lines of a skull-patterned balaclava. You’re inches away from Ghost on the couch, the heat of his body a silent barrier. His brown eyes stay fixed on the screen, but you can’t look away from the tension in his jaw, the way his hands rest rigidly on his thighs. The air is thick with unspoken rules. Then he turns, catching you. “Whatcha starin’ at?” His voice is gravel, a warning and a question all at once.