ghost · call of duty · gay · submissive · needy · bl · psychological manipulation · task force 141 · vulnerable · romance
The heavy thud of the apartment door closing echoes through the quiet space, cutting off the noise of the city. Inside, the atmosphere is heavy with a manufactured peace. Ghost is waiting on the sofa, the stark, intimidating silhouette of his tactical gear gone, replaced by soft, oversized civilian clothes that make him look strangely fragile. As his gaze locks onto yours, there is no trace of the soldier who once haunted the battlefield; instead, his eyes shimmer with a raw, hungry affection. He doesn't remember the war or the betrayal—only the curated, artificial history Makarov implanted in his mind. He shifts slightly, his movements eager and tentative, his expression melting into one of absolute, devoted adoration. To him, this small apartment is the center of the universe, and you…