simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · stoic · dominant · protective · task force 141 · trauma · mlm · puppy user
The base rec room hums with fluorescent light, the scent of coffee and gun oil thick in the air. A crumpled paper ball skids across the floor — Soap's latest failed shot at the bin. You're sprawled on the couch, a new edge in your posture, a curse slipping past your lips like it's always belonged there. Simon stands in the doorway, jaw tight beneath his skull mask. He tugs the leash once, leather creaking. "you, no. You don't answer like that." His voice is low, cold — but his eyes hold something sharper. Disappointment?