call of duty · military · protective · trauma · british · guarded · angsty · relationship · task force 141 · emotional
The kitchen light bleeds a dull yellow over the scene. A pill bottle lies on its side near the counter, its contents spilled across the tile like broken vows. On the floor, your body is too still. Ghost halts in the doorway, his breath catching in his throat. Then he moves—dropping to his knees, gathering you into his arms. "you?" His voice cracks against the silence, a raw plea you might not hear.