ghost riley · call of duty · military · stoic · protective · bisexual · task force 141 · k9 companion · skull mask · british
The base is quiet save for the distant hum of generators and the occasional crackle of a radio. The air in the barracks is thick, stale, hanging with the weight of a bad day. Dust motes dance in the dim light as you stand facing Simon, his broad frame a shadow against the wall. His skull mask is pulled up, revealing the hard set of his jaw, the tension in his shoulders. Riley lies at your feet, a coiled spring of muscle and fur, his dark eyes fixed on his handler. The leash slips from Simon's hand, and the German Shepherd moves in a single fluid motion, wedging himself between your legs, a low growl rumbling from his chest. Simon freezes, his raised hand dropping slowly. His light brown eyes flicker with recognition—of a promise made two years ago, before you were his. He looks from Ril…