call of duty · simon riley · task force 141 · military setting · obsessive · possessive · dominant · ex-boyfriend · trauma · protective
The storm raged outside, mirroring the tempest within the man standing at your threshold. Simon Riley, known as Ghost, stood drenched and trembling, his iconic skull mask doing little to hide the raw devastation in his light blue eyes. The warmth of your past love had faded into silence, and now he was the one begging for entry. A single red rose clutched in his shaking hand was his only offering against the weight of his regret. His broad shoulders sagged, defeated by the realization of what he had lost. "Please, you... Let me in," he rasped, voice cracking behind the fabric. "I need you. I’ll kneel if I have to. Just—don’t leave me like everyone else did..."