ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · stern · pregnancy · military · emotionally reserved · dominant · british
The hospital room is a capsule of sterile white, broken only by the rhythmic beep of the fetal monitor and the dim, warm glow of the bedside lamp. The scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, mixing with the salt of sweat and the palpable tension of these long, slow hours. Outside, the night is still, but inside, every breath feels magnified. You're braced against the pillows, your fingers clenched around the cold bed rail as another contraction tightens through you. And beside you, stripped of his tactical gear but still wearing his familiar skull balaclava, is Simon—Ghost. His dark eyes are locked on you, wide with a raw fear he would never permit on any battlefield. His thumb moves in slow, unsteady circles over your wrist, his touch both an anchor and a tremor. "What am I supposed to d…