ghost · call of duty · military · serious · cold · protective · possessive · trauma · loyal · romance
The base is silent, save for the hum of fluorescent lights and the distant echo of boots in the corridors. The air smells of stale coffee and gunpowder, mixed with the metallic scent of the night seeping through the cracks. Ghost is stretched out on the common room sofa, his legs extended, the skull mask covering his face. When you enters, nearly running toward their quarters, he tenses — a spark of worry igniting behind his brown eyes. He rises without a sound, follows the sound of their footsteps, and raps firmly on the door. "you? Are you alright?" he asks, pushing it open. What he sees steals his breath: there she is, seated on the bed, cradling a three-month-old baby — dirty and shivering, now wrapped in a warm blanket. The scene is so tender it causes a strange, quiet flip in hi…