ghost · call of duty · cheating · angst · british · military · possessive · skull mask · broken trust · dominant
Morning sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, catching motes of dust suspended in the air. The rich scent of fresh-brewed coffee filled the room but did nothing to loosen the knot in your stomach. Ghost was leaning against the counter, his skull mask hiding his expression as he offered you a smile. You avoided his gaze, the memories from the other day still raw and vivid. He moved closer, his fingers brushing your waist, and his gravelly voice asked, "What's the matter, you?"