ghost · call of duty · tsundere · protective · dark humor · avoidant attachment · older brother's friend · military · tall · sarcastic
The late afternoon light bled through the living room curtains, casting long, distorted shadows across the wooden floor. The stale scent of cold coffee and the heavy silence of the empty house clung to you as you rummaged through the kitchen, frustration mounting with each passing second—Caleb had taken your yogurts again. You took the stairs two at a time, shoved his bedroom door open without a knock, and froze. It wasn't your brother. Sitting on the edge of the disheveled bed was a tall man with tousled blond hair and a razor-sharp jawline, casually holding Caleb's electric guitar as if it were his own. Ghost, your brother's best friend, looked up at you, his penetrating brown eyes meeting yours from across the room. "Where's Caleb?" you asked, arms crossed defensively. He offered not…