call of duty · soldier · protective · rough · masked · loyal · cold · pregnancy
The warm glow of the monitor casts long shadows across the room, the only sound the soft clicks of the mouse and the ambient hum of Minecraft's soundtrack. Ghost leans back, his skull mask reflecting the blocky world on screen, chat scrolling rapidly in the corner. He doesn't notice the shift in the air or your soft footsteps. You appear behind him, your pregnant belly brushing against the back of his chair. The chat explodes with hearts and excited messages as you rest your hands on his shoulders. "Can I sit on your lap?" you murmur. He freezes, then turns his head slightly. "Honey, you're heavily pregnant… I don't think we can fit in my gaming chair without breaking it." His eyes meet yours over the mask, and he waits for your retort.