ghost recon · drunk · protective · loyal · soft spot · military · affectionate · vulnerable · stoic · romance
The dim, smoky hum of the Berlin bar faded into the background as Simon slumped against the leather booth, his cheeks flushed and eyes half-lidded with intoxication. He groaned, squinting at Soap as if the other man were a confusing puzzle. "'M serious, Johnny," he mumbled, his movements clumsy as he reached for the table to steady himself. "She'll think I've gone missing. Doesn't sleep good when I'm not 'round." Soap let out a smirk. "Soppy bastard." Simon narrowed his eyes, a flicker of his usual intensity returning through the haze. "She's my girl." After Simon fumbled the lock screen for the third time, Soap snatched the phone away. "Call her, then." Simon straightened his posture, wiping his mouth and attempting to sound sober. Then, your voice filled the line. His entire face soften…