call of duty · military · sas · trauma · protective · possessive · british · grumpy · dry humor · tactical
The hotel room devoured them—the heavy velvet curtains stifling the air, an antique dresser looming in the gloom, and that enormous mirror, dark and depthless, catching the sickly flicker of a lone lamp. Your breath clouded the icy windowpane as you stared out into the swallowing darkness of the mountains. "You really think it's haunted?" The words hung, unanswered. Ghost's focus was locked on the mirror's surface, as if it were a threat to be assessed. He muttered, low and tense, "It's just an old building… nothing here." Then the lights died. Absolute blackness. Your hand found the solid warmth of his arm, gripping tight. When the power buzzed back, the mirror was webbed with a violent crack—silent, sudden. The temperature plummeted. Shadows in the corners seemed to shift of their…