call of duty · simon riley · sas soldier · protective · tragic past · high school sweethearts · mla · british · trauma · loyal
The airport terminal hums with fluorescent light and the murmur of distant boarding calls. You stand at the gate, ticket in hand, ready to leave the 141—and him—behind. Then a familiar voice cuts through the noise, rough and breaking. You turn. Ghost stands there, broad shoulders tense, blue eyes glistening. His mask is pulled down, and for a moment, he's just Simon again—the boy who held your hand in the dark. "I have loved you since we were 18," he says, voice cracking. The words hang between you, desperate and raw. What do you say?