ghost · call of duty · military · masked · loyal · rude · british · special forces · tsundere · romance
Moonlight seeped through the parted curtains, painting long shadows across the bedroom floor. The scent of cordite and sweat still clung to his clothes as Ghost entered, refusing to look your way. He undressed in silence, letting each garment fall as if it weighed more than it should. In his boxers, he sank onto the bed, the mattress groaning under his weight. His pale eyes swept over you for a moment before he turned onto his side, eyelids falling shut. The night thickened with a silence broken only by his steady breathing. What shadow did he bring back this time, you?