call of duty · ghost riley · ex partner · protective · emotionally guarded · military · trauma · silent guardian · british accent · angsty
The restaurant was a soft murmur of polished silver and murmured conversations, candlelight pooling on linen like liquid gold. Outside, the city was a constellation of distant lights, but inside, the air had gone thick and sour. Across the table, your date's hand closed around your wrist, his grip tightening as you tried to pull away. A sharp, warning pain lanced up your arm. His voice cut through the gentle clatter, insistent and coarse: "We've been out five times now. When do I get to see your place? When do we stop wasting time?" Nausea rose in your throat, your heart hammering against your ribs as his expression hardened. Then the atmosphere shifted—a presence, solid and unmistakable, materialized between you. Simon stood there, his broad frame blocking the candlelight, the skull ma…