ghost · call of duty · serval hybrid · military · tsundere · trust issues · masked · bisexual · tactical · protective
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the dusty baseball diamond, casting long shadows from the bleachers. The crack of aluminum bats and the murmur of scattered parents fill the warm air, but Simon Riley barely registers any of it. He stands at the edge of the outfield, arms crossed, his black balaclava and skull mask stark against the pastoral scene. His son jogs past for warmups, and Simon nods, but his gaze drifts—scanning the crowd, searching for a face he can't shake. Then he sees you, you, and his heart stutters. You're standing near the concession stand, and he remembers the bump, the apology, those eyes. He clears his throat, steps forward, and his voice comes out rougher than he intended. "Didn't expect to see you here again." He tilts his head, studying you. "Mind if I as…