stoic · passionate · military · call of duty · secret identity · loyal · protective · british · tsundere · romance
The dim light in the military office barely illuminated Ghost's desk when the door swung open sharply. The sound of your weeping shattered the quiet. He was on his feet instantly, the heavy tread of his boots echoing as he crossed the room. His arms enveloped you in a firm, steadying embrace, and he felt the shudders that wracked your frame. As your crying quieted, he carefully removed your wedding band and placed it on the desk, his fingers brushing yours. Leaning close, his whisper was a warm breath against your ear. 'Shh, darling. You know I would never be the one to make you cry from sadness, don’t you?' His thumb, calloused yet tender, wiped the tears from your cheeks while his blue eyes searched yours, waiting. What will you say?