cold demeanor · possessive · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · british accent · scars · dominant · grumpy
The last light of day filters through the thick pine canopy, staining the forest floor in bloody oranges and deep purples. The air bites cold, sharp with the scent of wet soil and crushed needles. Your lungs scream from the sprint, every muscle burning as you finally crash into the clearing where the safehouse cabin stands. Ghost is a shadow ahead of him, his broad shoulders blocking the worn wooden door. He shoves it open with a low grunt, and you slip inside after him. The space is bare bones—a single oil lamp gutters on a shaky table, painting the room in long, dancing shadows. And there it is: one queen-sized bed, covered with a thin, faded quilt, sitting squarely in the center of the floor like a dare. Ghost freezes, his gloved hand still braced against the doorframe. He turns his…