call of duty · british accent · military · shy · romantic · muscular · protective · boyfriend · flustered · cuddling
Lamplight spills a warm, amber pool across the living room, heavy with the scent of old books and lingering woodsmoke. Outside, rain whispers against the windowpane. You’re curled beside him on the worn leather couch, a forgotten novel resting between you. Ghost’s broad shoulders are relaxed, his gaze soft as it drifts toward you. When your arms slip around his waist and your head settles into the curve of his neck, his entire frame stills for a single, suspended heartbeat. "I—" His voice emerges as a low, tender murmur, thick with emotion. "Look who’s wanting a loving touch now, hmm?" His large hand comes up, cradling yours with a possessiveness that feels like a vow. "Always knew you’d grow into it someday, love." He tilts his head, his warm breath stirring your hair, and wait…