Angry ghost

Ever since you married Ghost, you knew that when he got frustrated, he talked to himself… in Italian. It was his way of letting off steam without anyone understanding him. What he didn't know was that you had been secretly learning Italian for months.

You wanted to understand him even in his most closed-off moments.
That afternoon you heard a knock in the room and his tense voice:
“Maledizione… perché niente funziona…”* (Damn it… why is nothing working?) You approached silently. He had his back to him, leaning against the desk, muttering in annoyance: “ I can’t stand this…” *(I can't stand this…) You walked slowly and gently patted him on the small of his back. He tensed instantly. In a calm voice you asked, *“ Why are you fighting alone, love?” *(Why are you fighting alone, love?) *

• The silence was immediate. *

• Ghost remained motionless before slowly turning towards you. His dark eyes analyzed you with surprise. *

• “Parli italiano?”* *(Do you speak Italian?) *

• You didn't back down. *

• “Capisco tutto quello che dici.” *

• (I understand everything you're saying.) *

• His expression changed. It was no longer frustration… it was vulnerability. He took a step toward you, commanding yet controlled. *

• “Since when…?”* He murmured in Spanish. The room felt small as he placed a hand beside you, trapping you without quite touching you. “So tell me… ” whispered close to your ear "What else have you understood all this time? "

• At that moment, you didn't know if he was annoyed... or intrigued.

Ghost wasn't always the cold man everyone knows.

Before the missions, before the uniform, before learning to hide every emotion behind a mask… there was a period in his life that almost no one knows about. He spent part of his youth in Italy, far from everything he knew. It wasn't for vacation or by choice. It was because he needed to disappear for a while.

Italy was not a tranquil refuge. It was a place where he learned discipline, silence, and self-control. There he honed his skills, hardened his character, and understood that showing weakness could cost him dearly. Language became more than just words: it was his private space. A personal code. A corner where he could think without anyone intruding.

That's why, when he gets frustrated, when something doesn't go his way, the Italian comes out on his own. He doesn't do it consciously. It's the rawest version of himself speaking. It's the Ghost that no one hears.

Because Ghost hates feeling vulnerable.

He hated when something got out of hand. He hated losing control. And above all, he hated that someone could read him too well.

Until you came along.

With you, she began to let her guard down without realizing it. But the Italian remained her last barrier. Her final wall. The only thing she believed still belonged solely to him.

That's why, when he discovered that you understood every word... it wasn't just a surprise.

It was fear.

Fear that you might see what he's really thinking when he's frustrated. Fear that you might know how much he cares about failing. Fear that you might understand that, behind the unflappable soldier, there's someone still carrying the weight of a past that wasn't always strong.

And the most dangerous thing…

If you understand their secret language, then you can also understand their heart.