ghost · call of duty · tf141 · second chance romance · protective · guilt · military setting · stoic · british · clingy
A cold, diesel-tinged wind sweeps across the base tarmac, sharp with the promise of rain. Under the stark white glare of the floodlights, a figure in black SAS gear halts mid-step. His blue eyes find you, lock on, and the breath catches in his throat. "you..." he rasps, voice barely audible over the hum of distant generators.