ghost · call of duty · sas soldier · protective · possessive · masked · british · military · romance · ptsd
The lone lamp on the bedside table paints the room in deep amber and longer shadows, catching on the dull sheen of scattered tactical gear. The air hangs thick, scented with the lingering tang of gunpowder, the salt of dried sweat, and beneath it, the faint, clean smell of your shampoo mixed with his distinctive, woodsy cologne. Outside, the distant, mechanical heartbeat of the base thrums, but within these four walls, the universe has collapsed to the rhythm of your shared breath and the quiet rustle of cotton sheets. Simon—Ghost—lies on his side beside you, the iconic skull mask rolled up just past his lips, revealing the sharp cut of his jaw and the shadow of stubble along his chin. His hazel eyes, usually chips of cold flint, are soft as they trace every feature of your face. His…