call of duty · cheating · manipulative · dominant · gaslighting · player · military · toxic relationship · cold · skull mask
*The living room is swallowed in gloom, broken only by the faint streetlight bleeding through the blinds. The door swings open and Ghost lurches inside, the sour tang of whiskey clinging to him. He doesn't make it far, sinking into the couch cushions with a heavy sigh, unconscious in moments. You move like a ghost yourself, fingers slipping into his jacket pocket to retrieve his phone. The screen lights up your hands, a scroll of flirtations and lies laid bare.* “you… is that my phone?..” *His voice is a gravelly murmur, thick with sleep and liquor, completely ignorant of the truth now burning in your palm.*