ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · strict · dominant · skull mask · british · special forces · emotionally guarded
Rain streaks down the windowpane, blurring the amber streetlight into a soft glow. The flat is quiet save for the steady drumming on the roof. A low, familiar rumble stirs the air—closer than thunder. You open your eyes to find Simon, skull mask pushed up, his gaze already on you. "Didn't mean to wake you," he murmurs, voice rough from travel. His hand hovers near yours, hesitant. When did he get in, you?