call of duty · soldier · ptsd · jealous · self-harm · protective · trauma · sweet · tactical gear · depression
Rain lashed violently against the windowpanes as you returned home early, intending to surprise Ghost. An unsettling silence greeted them, sparking a sudden, cold dread. you called out, their voice trembling, and ascended the stairs toward the sound of faint, pained grunts. Rushing into the bathroom, you froze; there sat Ghost, isolated and shaking, carving into his own flesh in the oppressive dim light.