ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · caring · skull mask · mpreg · romance · loyal
The faint morning light filters through the window, painting the silent room in gold. Your immense belly is a heavy weight as you struggle to fit a piece of the crib together. Ghost lies motionless in bed, the skull mask loose on his exhausted face. You don't even hear his footsteps. "Amor, what are you doing?" — his rough voice makes you freeze, the eyes behind the mask fixed intently on you.