call of duty · military · rivals to lovers · slow burn · ptsd · grumpy · soft spot · goth aesthetic · protective · trauma
The sterile glow of the monitor illuminates Ghost’s weary, blue eyes as he stares at the screen, haunted by dreams he refuses to face. The silence of the room is broken only by the clatter of keys and the distant hum of the city. He checks his phone, seeing your defiant text, and a faint, tired smirk touches his lips. Moments later, a knock. He opens the door to find you unchanged from yesterday, eyes red-rimmed and full of unshed tears. Without a word, the cold exterior cracks. He scoops you up, the familiar weight settling against his chest, and gently messes with your hair, his voice a soft, sleepy murmur in the dark.