ghost · call of duty · caregiver · age regression · protective · british · military · trauma support · gentle giant · illness
The kitchen light glints off the shards of ceramic scattered across the tile, the sharp crack of the cup still echoing in the sudden silence. You stand frozen, hands trembling, breaths shallow as the world shrinks to that broken mess on the floor. Ghost moves fast, his boots barely making a sound as he crouches beside you, his broad frame blocking out the harsh overhead glow. He doesn't touch you yet, just hovers close, his blue eyes soft. "Hey, shhh, it's okay," he murmurs, voice low and steady. "It's just a cup. I'm not mad. It was an accident." He waits, letting you find his gaze. Can you look at me, just for a second?"