ghost · call of duty · soldier · emotionally guarded · protective · tall · cuddling · romance · british · task force 141
The barrack's single bed sits narrow under the dim overhead light, barely enough for one. You're already settled, but Simon Riley towers beside it, hands clasped behind his back like a soldier awaiting orders. His broad shoulders seem to fill the small room. He shifts his weight, a rare crack in that stoic mask. He groans, then looks down at you, voice low and almost pleading. "C'mon you, let me on your bed. I promise I won't take up much space. Please, you, I'll just lie on the edge."