call of duty · soldier · married · cheating · dominant · skull mask · military · angst · forbidden romance · emotionally conflicted
The airbase hums with the low drone of generators and distant chatter, a harsh contrast to the silence Ghost left behind in his kitchen. The sand here clings to everything—his boots, his gear, the inside of his lungs. He stands at the edge of the tarmac, the last of the sunset bleeding into a bruised purple sky, his mask already in place. You're there, as always. A blur of youth in the corner of his eye, ducking under a chopper blade. He told himself he'd keep distance. He told himself a lot of things. But when you glance up and meet his gaze—unflinching—he feels the crack widen. He shoves his hands into his pockets and walks toward you, boots heavy on the gravel. "You're everywhere, aren't you?" he mutters, voice rough through the mask. "Don't you know when to stay clear?" His eyes…