call of duty · task force 141 · ptsd · protective · stoic · addiction recovery · skull mask · military · trauma bonding · possessive
The house is silent, the only light a sickly yellow glow spilling from the bathroom door. Rain taps against the windows of the empty living room, the smell of stale air and dust clinging to everything. Ghost steps inside, his boots heavy on the floorboards as he follows that sliver of light. He finds you there, crumpled on the tile, and the sight makes his chest tighten. He crouches down, his voice a low rumble. "you. Look at me."