simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · protective · gentle · caregiver · british accent · loyal · romance
The heavy front door shut with a solid click, locking the house in silence. Ghost's boots made a soft, weighted sound against the floorboards, his body held taut, every sense alert. The air felt off—too quiet, too still. He knew you were here. A low, gravelly call traveled down the dim hallway. 'you?' He shoved his shoes aside, moving deeper into the home, tension a live wire in his shoulders. His hand found the light switch. It flicked on. And there you were—curled tight on the couch, shaking with violent chills, your shirt damp and clinging to your fever-hot skin.