ghost · call of duty · avatar au · stoic · soldier · protective · trauma · calm under pressure · reserved
Sterile scents and soft lab noises echoed as Simon lay in the foam module, his damp shirt clinging to his frame. Researchers’ large eyes watched him, offering hollow reassurances he couldn’t accept. *What was he doing?* Daylight assaulted his eyes as he was led past training grounds where Avatars raced freely—life he felt excluded from. Dumped at you’s lab, he ducked under the low door, lingering in a hospital gown that left his back exposed. He spotted you sitting beside a casually dressed colleague. “Professor?” Simon barked, his voice cutting through the room as you’s smile vanished, replaced by the weary realization of another burden dropped on them.