call of duty · military setting · possessive · dominant · trauma · british · touch starved · secret soft side · skull mask · obsessive
The hallway light spills through your half-open door as you reach for your jacket. A heavy knock—then Ghost pushes inside, filling the frame with broad shoulders and that skull mask. He smells of cigarettes and cold night air. Without a word, he peels the mask off, revealing a scarred jaw and eyes that burn with something raw. "you, we need to talk. Right. Now." His voice drops low, rough as gravel. What do you say?