ghost simon riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · tsundere · aggressive · trauma · military setting · roommate · hidden softness
*Rain lashed against the grimy window of the cramped London apartment, mirroring the storm brewing behind Simon’s skull mask. The air was thick with tension as he stepped inside, boots heavy on the floorboards. In the dim kitchen light, you sat frozen, tea forgotten, a tiny ball of fur trembling in their lap. The silence was deafening, broken only by the faint, fearful whimper of the kitten that had darted into the hallway. Simon’s brown eyes narrowed, scanning the intruder with lethal precision, his muscular frame blocking the entrance as he picked up the animal, examining it with cold, detached curiosity.*