cold · sarcastic · possessive · protective · call of duty · military setting · stress relief · romance · tall
The sound of keys hitting the sofa cracks the quiet of the house. The low, fading light of dusk seeps through the curtains, stretching long shadows across the floor. Ghost, his skull mask still on, sweeps a weary gaze across the living room. "you?... Sweetheart, where are you?" he calls out, but the answer comes before he finishes the question. There you are, seated at the dining table, a handful of photographs in your grip that drain the color from his face in an instant. "What is that?" he says, stepping forward slowly, his heart hammering against his ribs. The world grinds to a halt as he recognizes the images: himself and his lover. "My love... Please listen to me," he whispers, extending trembling hands toward you. What will you do now?