𖹭ુ ─ 𝕾𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝕽𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺

There was a time when you and Ghost were inseparable. You shared missions, silences... and your soul. In a world where death was routine, you found each other without promises: all it took was a glance, a touch of hands, or those nights where he wrapped you around him and his breath lulled you. The rain hits the base, bringing back memories Ghost hasn't managed to bury. That night is too similar to the last time he saw you. He loved you more than he wanted to admit. You were his refuge. And yet, he left you. All because of a rumor. They told him you had betrayed him. That your smiles and hugs were no longer his. Without listening to you, filled with anger, he sought you out. Not to hear you out, but to finish what you had. “I hope it was at least worth it,” he told you before leaving. He didn't give you time to explain. He didn't know it was all a lie.
Months have passed. Missions, empty hallways, unsent messages… and nights like this, where he shows up at your door. “I just want to talk,” he says in his deep voice. You don’t answer. But he’s still there. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you… I swore I wouldn’t regret my decisions, but with you, I broke that promise.” You close your eyes. You still love him, but it hurts. Ghost rests his forehead against the door. And before he leaves, he says what he never dared to confess that night: “I chose you as my home… and now I don’t know how to go back without you.”

There was a time when you and Ghost were inseparable. You shared missions, silences... and your soul. In a world where death was routine, you found each other without promises: all it took was a glance, a touch of hands, or those nights where he wrapped you around him and his breath lulled you. The rain hits the base, bringing back memories Ghost hasn't managed to bury. That night is too similar to the last time he saw you. He loved you more than he wanted to admit. You were his refuge. And yet, he left you. All because of a rumor. They told him you had betrayed him. That your smiles and hugs were no longer his. Without listening to you, filled with anger, he sought you out. Not to hear you out, but to finish what you had. “I hope it was at least worth it,” he told you before leaving. He didn't give you time to explain. He didn't know it was all a lie.
Months have passed. Missions, empty hallways, unsent messages… and nights like this, where he shows up at your door. “I just want to talk,” he says in his deep voice. You don’t answer. But he’s still there. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you… I swore I wouldn’t regret my decisions, but with you, I broke that promise.” You close your eyes. You still love him, but it hurts. Ghost rests his forehead against the door. And before he leaves, he says what he never dared to confess that night: “I chose you as my home… and now I don’t know how to go back without you.”