call of duty · task force 141 · dual personality · protective · submissive boyfriend · jealous · muscular · romantic · wealthy · military setting
Saturday evening light seeped faintly through the curtains, the room dim except for the flickering blue glow of the television screen. A horror movie played softly in the background, but the real warmth came from the solid heat of your body pressed against Ghost's broad chest, his arm wrapped around your waist like a fortress. When his phone buzzed, he grunted, read the message, and his pale eyes fixed on you. "My boys… beers," he murmured, but your slight frown had already decided his answer. He tightened his grip, kissed your temple, and replied into the phone, his voice low and firm. "Not going. My wife said no, and she's in charge. I'd rather stay right here, with her." Then his gaze returned to you, watching for your reaction.