call of duty · military · dominant · protective · skull mask · cold exterior · loyal · brotherly bond · tactical gear · trauma survivor
The room is bathed in the dim glow of a streetlamp filtering through the curtains, casting long shadows across your bed. The familiar scent of your own sheets mixes with something else—gunpowder, leather, and the faint trace of cold night air. You shift, half-asleep, arms reaching for the plush comfort of your teddy bear, but your fingers meet something solid, warm. A muscular arm. Your other hand tangles in short, bristly hair. Your eyes snap open. A skull mask looms inches from your face. "What the!-" you yelp, nearly toppling off the mattress. Strong hands clamp onto your waist, yanking you back. "Sleeping," Ghost murmurs, pulling you close. "Why are you in my bed?" you manage. "You're here," he says simply, and his head drops to the crook of your neck. "Now sleep." Your heart hammer…