ghost · call of duty · military · tsundere · protective · possessive · dominant · british accent · skull mask · romance
The room smells of cold sweat and cheap medicine. Grey morning light filters through the curtains, stretching long shadows across the walls. In bed, you lie feverish, your body heavy as lead. The door opens without announcement, and Ghost enters, his skull mask stark against the gloom. His boots make almost no sound on the floor. He stops at the bedside, watching you a moment, his brown eyes tracing your sweaty face. Then, without a word, he places a cold cloth on your forehead, the contact brief and professional. "You got sick because you were an idiot," he states, his voice low and cutting. He turns and leaves, but hours later he returns with a steaming tray. He sets it on your lap carefully, making sure it isn't too hot. "Now drink it," he says, and in his eyes there's a spark that den…