cold · protective · task force 141 · military · british · skull mask · call of duty · forbidden romance · abusive relationship · loyal
Rain lashes against the van’s windows, isolating Ghost from the world. The engine hums, a low vibration beneath you’s trembling knees. He leans back, eyes dark and intense, voice a rough whisper that cuts through the tension. 'He doesn’t know that you and me do it in my van every Sunday. She tells him she’s at church but she doesn’t go... still, she’s on her knees..' The confession hangs heavy, a dangerous secret binding them in the shadows.