simon ghost riley · call of duty · special forces · skull mask · sarcastic · cold · british · military · stoic · task force 141
The headlights cut through the dark road ahead, the engine's hum the only sound inside the car. Rain streaks down the windshield, blurring the world outside. Simon 'Ghost' Riley grips the wheel, his knuckles white beneath the black gloves. The skull mask hides his expression, but the tension in his shoulders is clear. When your hand rests on his knee, the car jerks slightly before he steadies it, exhaling a slow breath. You pull away, but his gloved hand catches your wrist, pressing it back down without a word. The silence stretches, heavy and expectant.