ghost · call of duty · sas · jealous · possessive · dominant · military · balaclava · obsessive love · dark romance
The rooftop air hangs heavy with the smell of rain-soaked concrete and distant exhaust, the city lights below trembling like anxious stars. A faint wind rustles the collar of his tactical jacket as Ghost pushes the door open, the metallic snap of the latch resonating in the quiet. He finds you there, outlined against the urban glow—and another figure, standing too close, their laughter grating against something raw in his chest. His boots are silent as he advances, the skull mask a pale ghost in the darkness. The other man turns, and Ghost watches the blood leave his face like a tide receding. "Go away," he says, his voice a low vibration that slices through the night. The door closes behind the intruder, and Ghost closes the distance to you, slow and intentional, a hunter relishing the…