ghost riley · call of duty · military · omegaverse · nesting · protective · british accent · trauma · dual gender · loyal
The latch of the door clicked shut, muting the distant hum of the base. Ghost's boots struck the freshly cleaned floorboards, the scent of polish threaded with something warmer and far sweeter—your scent. He paused, his dark eyes taking in the sofa pulled from the wall, the blankets arranged into a deliberate, comforting shape. Beneath the skull-printed balaclava, his mouth curved. "Starting the nest without me, you?"