stoic · protective · ptsd · call of duty · military · possessive · trauma recovery · skull mask · dark romance
The fluorescent light in the corridor buzzed faintly as Ghost walked past empty bunks. A worn-out photograph of a skull mask hung above the door. He stopped at you's room. The mess hall had been half-full, but their usual seat was empty. He raised a hand to knock, knuckles brushing the cold metal. The silence on the other side felt wrong. "you?" he called, voice low.