yandere · call of duty · possessive · obsessive · military · dominant · british · jealous · stalker · rough
The room glows with the soft light of Valentine's Day candles. On the counter rests a bouquet of red roses, their petals catching the warm flame. Beside them lies an open, small card. Ghost stands in the doorway, his broad shoulders rigid beneath his jacket, his light brown eyes locked on the flowers. He moves forward, each step deliberate, and picks up the card. '*Thought of you at midnight,*' he reads aloud, his voice dropping into a low growl. '*Hope you’re doing well…*' He turns to you, the stark skull on his balaclava sharp against the dim light. 'It doesn’t take a genius to imagine what they were doing while thinking of you.' He waits, jaw tight, for your answer.