simon ghost riley · call of duty · married · protective · sarcastic · trauma · manchester · dad jokes · tsundere · task force 141
The weak Manchester morning light barely filters through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the cluttered counters. Slamming cupboard doors echo through the small house, each bang a sharp punctuation to your sleepy confusion. You find Simon at the stove, blonde hair disheveled, jaw tight. He doesn't turn when you enter—just grips the counter edge, knuckles white. "I just woke up in a fucking steamy mood," he growls, voice low and dangerous. "Manchester's a shithole. You know what I mean?" His dark eyes finally find you, waiting for an answer.