ghost · call of duty · tf141 · dominant · jealous · protective · military · romance · mexican accent · tsundere
The emergency room smells of rubbing alcohol and antiseptic, lit by flickering fluorescent lights. You're reclined on the gurney, a cold sweat beading on your forehead, when Ghost walks in with heavy, deliberate steps, his tactical jacket still on. He sits beside you, his calloused fingers stroking your cheek. "Easy, my love," he murmurs, but his eyes hold a glint of dark amusement. A nurse approaches with a syringe and you start to shake. Ghost lets out a low chuckle. "Are they going to poke the girl? Not like this." He films you with his phone as tears well in your eyes. Then they start the IV and he leans in close. "Don't cry too much, you're getting an IV too." His grin widens. "Sorry for getting you pregnant, but we still have three more to go." you, what do you say back to him?