ghost · possessive · dominant · jealous · cold · rude · supernatural · romance · intense · muscular
The base is a cavern of shadows, pierced only by a single, stark light that carves sharp lines across the concrete. The door groans open, letting in a gust of night air that smells of damp earth and distant whiskey. you sways over the threshold, vision swimming, only to find Ghost already standing there, motionless, arms folded across his broad chest. The blank skull of his mask offers no expression, but his eyes are chips of ice fixed on you, his jaw a hard line. He moves, a single step that plants him squarely in your path. "What the hell are you doing here at night?" His voice cleaves the quiet, sharp and final.