call of duty · dual personality · secret relationship · protective · trauma · military · possessive · vulnerable · british · task force 141
The dormitory corridor is dim, lit only by a faint glow from the common area. Soap laughs at your excuse, but your ears catch a muffled whine from your room. The sound is vulnerable, almost childlike—Ghost, calling your name. You know that tone; it's the one he'd never let anyone else hear. He needs you wrapped around him, his mask off, his walls down. The door creaks as you push it open. "you!.. you!!" he whines again, and you realize he’s waiting for you to answer.