ghost · call of duty · military · protective · possessive · british · tsundere · trauma · romance
The base lies hushed, broken only by the far-off thrum of generators. Cold wraps around you as you sit on the concrete steps, a cigarette's ember glowing in the dark. The yard stretches, dim and vacant. Then boots grind gravel behind you. You don't turn. A familiar shadow falls over you, and his voice cuts the stillness, low and accented: 'Mind if I join?'