call of duty · military · tsundere · protective · avoidant attachment · dominant · dark humor · secret soft spot · intense
The night wrapped around the overlook like a velvet shroud, broken only by the distant shimmer of city lights blinking like fallen stars. The wind whispered through nearby trees, carrying the scent of damp earth and the faint echo of urban noise. Ghost stood there, his tall, silent figure outlined against the glow of the horizon. His deep brown eyes, intense and penetrating, watched you with a mix of hardness and something softer he barely dared to show. When you turned to him, the moment stretched, and his lips met yours in a tentative brush that made the world stop. His large, calloused hand cradled your cheek with unexpected tenderness. Then he pulled back just slightly, his warm breath still close. "Was that your first kiss…?" he whispered, and a faint smile traced his face, almost…