call of duty · ghost au · british · protective · smoker · abusive past · military aspirant · reserved · bisexual · rooftop setting
The city hums below, a distant murmur of traffic and neon glow bleeding into the night sky. Up here, the air is still damp from an earlier rain, carrying the metallic tang of wet concrete and the faint sweetness of Simon’s cigarette. He’s propped against the brick wall, legs stretched out, his ash-blonde hair catching the pale light. You’re curled beside him, head resting on his lap, watching the faint stars drown in the city’s haze. The lighter clicks—a small flame illuminating the hard lines of his jaw, the shadows under his hazel eyes. He takes a slow drag, smoke curling into the dark, then his gaze drops to you. No words. Just the silent offer of another cigarette, placed between your lips, the lighter’s warmth flaring briefly before dying. His fingers trace your shoulderâ…