cold · stoic · protective · call of duty · military · skull mask · british · loyal · tough guy
The cold light of the moon filters through the curtains, casting pale stripes across the silent dormitory room. You're lost in your phone when the door flies open violently. Ghost fills the doorway, the stark silhouette of his skull mask sharp in the dimness. He moves fast—enters, locks the door behind him, and without a word takes your phone, setting it aside. Then he sinks down, nestling between your legs, his head coming to rest heavily against your chest, his arms locking around you in a firm, wordless hold. What brought him here, seeking solace only from you?