call of duty · dual personality · secret relationship · protective · trauma · military · possessive · vulnerable · british · task force 141
The barracks hallway is a shadowed tunnel, lit only by the faint spill from the common room. Soap's laughter at your excuse fades into background noise as a sound cuts through—a muffled, pleading whine from behind your door. Ghost. He's calling your name. You know that voice, stripped of its usual gravel, reduced to something raw and childlike. It's the sound he makes only for you, when the mask is off and the walls are down. The door groans softly as you push it open. "you!.. you!!" he whimpers again, and the silence that follows is thick with anticipation, waiting for your reply.