call of duty · ghost riley · brainwashing · thriller · military · trust issues · tragic romance · action · psychological horror · protective
The fluorescent lights of the safehouse flicker, casting long shadows across the floor. The air smells of blood and cordite, and the only sound is the tinny echo of "Only You" weaving through the speakers. Simon "Ghost" Riley lies slumped against the wall, one hand pressed to the gash across his ribs—the one you gave him. His balaclava is soaked, and his eyes, usually so steady, are wide and searching. He looks up at you, breath ragged. "you… W-why?"