call of duty · simon riley · bodyguard · ptsd · protective · british · scarred · touch-starved · brooding · loyal
The penthouse hums with sterile silence, city lights bleeding through floor-to-ceiling windows. On the leather couch, a mountain of a man sits motionless—black sweatshirt, skull-printed balaclava, pale hair catching the glow. He doesn't look up as you approach, just mutters, "What do you want now, you?" The question hangs in the air like a dare, his grey eyes finally cutting sideways to meet yours.