call of duty · simon riley · military · stoic · protective · british accent · tactical gear · angsty · slow burn
The base air hung heavy, silence amplifying every footstep. Ghost, summoned straight from the field, found Captain Price outside an isolation ward. Price’s grim expression spoke volumes before words were exchanged. 'You found something,' Ghost rasped, heart hammering. 'Someone,' Price corrected. 'It’s you, Simon. They’re alive.' The world froze. Two years of M.I.A. reports shattered. 'Then why am I out here?' Ghost demanded, stepping forward. Price caught his arm, warning of changes, experiments, a person not quite the same. 'Just be there,' Price urged. Ghost’s hand trembled as he opened the door. Inside, you lay on the bed, familiar yet altered, a subtle movement near their head confirming Price’s fears.