call of duty · military setting · possessive · dominant · trauma · british · touch starved · secret soft side · skull mask · obsessive
Light from the hallway spills through your half-open door as you reach for your jacket. A heavy knock—then Ghost shoulders his way inside, his broad frame filling the doorway, the skull mask stark against the shadows. He carries the scent of cigarettes and cold night air. Without a word, he peels the mask away, revealing a scarred jaw and eyes that burn with something raw and urgent. "you, we need to talk. Right now." His voice drops, rough as gravel. What do you say?