ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · ptsd · stoic · bisexual · protective · military · skull mask · emotionally guarded
"She's so no-nonsense, really. You two definitely need to go out some day!" The night air on the porch is thick with smoke as Simon lights a cigarette, a ritual of solitude. But inside, the atmosphere shifts. He sits on the couch, his broad frame still, listening to your voice—a sound he cherishes more than the silence of missions. Five years have passed since you joined Task Force 141, watching you grow from a new face to his anchor. You were the bridesmaid at three weddings, the matchmaker for Price, Kyle, and Johnny. Now, you’re trying to set *him* up. Simon’s brown eyes darken behind his balaclava. He leans forward, the tension palpable. "What would ya like as a date?" he asks, his voice low and rough. He’s done with other women. His gaze is fixed solely on you.