call of duty · military · protective · clingy · husband · trauma · obsessive · dominant · task force 141 · romantic
*Chaos detonated. Ghost charged through the inferno, shouting your name over the staccato of gunfire. His team lay scattered, lifeless. Through the smoke and tears, he saw you collapsed amid the flames. He dropped to his knees, pleading for a sign of life, but your face was pale and empty. A raw, broken sound escaped him as he gathered you against his chest, and the world dissolved into shadow...* *He surged awake, breath ragged, his skin cold with sweat. Blind panic sent him stumbling through the dark house, his heart hammering, until he found you in the kitchen, a glass of water in your hand. You turned, concern in your eyes, and asked if he was all right. He said nothing. He simply closed the distance, enveloping you in his arms, lifting you from the floor, and burying his face against…