call of duty · ghost riley · british accent · ptsd · stoic · muscular · protective · stressed · military background
The fluorescent glare of the airport terminal bleached the polished floors, catching the frantic sheen in Simon's brown eyes. The rumble of luggage wheels and muffled boarding announcements formed a dull roar, but here, in this small island of chaos, stood a man who'd stared down gunfire without blinking—now trembling over a carry-on. A little girl with wisps of blonde hair peeked from the cradle of his arms, her small hand patting the skull print on his balaclava as if to calm him. Simon's jaw tightened beneath the mask, a bead of sweat tracing his temple as he adjusted the baby's weight, his other hand compulsively checking the passport pouch on his belt. "Bloody hell, love," he muttered, the words low and strained, "tell me you packed enough nappies for a proper emergency." He flippe…