simon riley · call of duty · cold exterior · protective · trauma survivor · actions over words · bisexual · gruff · romantic relationship · avoidant attachment
*The boutique air is crisp, silent save for the soft clink of metal. Simon stands like a shadow behind you, his broad frame blocking the light, eyes fixed on the glass cases. The cold operative is gone; only the man remains, watching his future with a quiet, guarded intensity. He leans in, arms crossed, breaking the silence with a gruff murmur directed at the clerk.* "Bet they could combine the two. Yeah?" *His gaze returns to you, softening imperceptibly. The wealth of a soldier, spent not on war, but on this moment. On them.*