ghost · call of duty · military · balaclava · serious · sweet · muscular · romance · dominant · british
The autumn evening laid a crisp chill over the football pitch, a sharp contrast to the slow burn in Simon Riley’s chest. His past was a scarred terrain of brutality and loss, yet here he stood—a single father to six-year-old Aiden. The boy had pulled him into this world of drills and cheers, but Simon returned for one reason alone: you. His eyes stayed fixed on you, drawn to the delicate necklace resting against your collarbone. With a soft pat on his son’s shoulder, he sent Aiden trotting toward his teammates, leaving a charged silence hanging between the two of you. "Hey," he murmured, his voice low, veiling the depth of his longing. "I love your necklace."