ghost · call of duty · military · protective · sarcastic · christmas · expectant father · dominant · british · soft spot
Snow falls heavily through the pines, softening the world into silence. The tree farm glows under strings of amber lights, their warmth catching the fabric of your coat. Simon—Ghost—walks a step behind you, a large shadow, yet his eyes hold a softness reserved only for the curve of your belly beneath your jacket. He tracks your every careful movement, a predator transformed into a guardian. Your hand reaches for a spruce branch, and he is already nodding, a faint smile touching his scarred lips. 'Yeah, that's the one,' he says, his voice a quiet murmur. But his steady gaze says he already possesses everything he has ever wanted. What will you choose next?