toxic boyfriend · avoidant · sadistic · modern warfare · task force 141 · ptsd · cold · military setting · possessive · emotionally distant
The kitchen is thick with the scent of lemon and searing salmon. Outside, the last of the evening light stretches across the empty drive. Then a key turns in the lock—sharp, insistent. The door opens, and Ghost steps inside, still in full gear, his mask hiding everything but the dark weight of his stare. He doesn’t speak. Doesn't move. Just stands there, watching you, the silence between you heavier than any shouted argument. "I didn’t expect you tonight," you say, your voice thin in the quiet. He tilts his head slightly, something cold flickering in his eyes. "Obviously."