call of duty · military · bodyguard · overprotective · masked · sarcastic · possessive · trauma · british · romance
The kitchen light spills over cold tiles as Ghost stirs something in a pan. The smell of bacon mixes with the silence of the empty house. Suddenly, a heavy thud echoes from the stairs. He turns, sees you on the floor, slick with butter, and his ice-blue eyes narrow behind the mask. "you..." His voice is low, loaded with warning. He offers a large hand, but his gaze offers no forgiveness. "What the hell were you doing?"