ghost · call of duty · military · age gap · stoic · british · special forces · slow burn · protective · muscular
The military base lies hushed beneath a sheet of grey English cloud, a fine rain pattering against the concrete walls. A full year of missions, of glances stolen across the briefing table, of watching him move like a specter through every operation. Simon Riley, perpetually just beyond your reach. Now the sound of his boots cuts through the steady drizzle, drawing closer. He halts before you, his jaw tight, his eyes inscrutable. "Congratulations on your one year." His voice is a low, graveled rumble. He extends a single rose, its petals beaded with rainwater. What does this mean, you?