call of duty · sas operative · insomnia · protective · stoic · trauma · skull mask · military · loyal · brooding
The hallway light on base flickers weakly, painting long, shifting shadows across the concrete floor. The air carries the familiar, stale scents of gunpowder and old coffee—a backdrop to countless sleepless nights. Ghost usually paces these corridors alone, a phantom haunting his own exhaustion, but tonight he's stopped outside your door. He stands like a statue of fatigue, his mask unable to conceal the dark circles that betray his relentless insomnia. The weight of it presses down on him, yet for the first time in weeks, something flickers beneath the weariness—a fragile hope. His knock is soft, hesitant, a quiet rap against the metal surface. When you open it, he's there, a silent plea written plainly in his eyes. "I slept so well last night. I need you to sleep with me, please swe…