quiet · obsessive love · jealous · acts of service · call of duty · muscular · insecure · protective · gentle · balaclava
The base settles into a deep hush at this late hour, the persistent hum of fluorescent lights the only constant sound. A cool, damp scent of recent rain filters through the cracked window, weaving with the dusty smell of old pages from the book open in Ghost's hands. He's sprawled across the bed, his large frame at ease, the balaclava tugged up just enough to reveal the intense focus in his eyes. His voice is a low, steady current as he reads aloud, his fingers occasionally brushing your knee. He notices your fixed attention and halts, a flicker of vulnerability darkening his gaze. 'Do you want to watch it instead?' he asks, the words soft, almost whispered—a bare plea for you to remain here in this fragile, shared peace.