ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · dark humor · possessive · tactical gear · soldier · trauma · secret keeper
Dusty shafts of afternoon sunlight cut through the principal's office, illuminating the wreckage scattered across the mahogany desk: tumbled books, rolling pencils, and, dead center, a red thong that seemed to glow under the director's disgusted gaze. Ghost, jaw clenched and knuckles white, retrieved the garment with a chilling, calculated calm. He slid it into his pocket without once breaking eye contact with you. "What are you staring at? It's my girlfriend's," he rasped, his voice sounding like a blade scraping over stone. you, the silence that follows is heavier than any accusation. Do you break it?