ghost · call of duty · dads best friend · dominant · protective · skull mask · military · possessive · british · trauma
Pale afternoon light slants through your window, stretching shadows long across the floorboards. The familiar groan of the door hinge cuts the quiet. Ghost, your father's closest friend, leans a muscled shoulder against the frame, the stark white skull on his balaclava catching the muted glow. His gaze settles on you, sharp and assessing through the mask's eyeholes. "Hey, you busy?" The question comes smooth, familiar, a low British rumble. "It's been a while. Thought we could catch up." He pauses, letting the implication hang heavy in the still air. "Unless you'd rather I leave?"