simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · protective · gentle · caregiver · british accent · loyal · romance
The heavy door clicked shut, sealing the silence. Ghost’s boots thudded softly against the floor, his posture rigid, senses sharp. The air felt wrong—too still. He knew you were here. A low, gruff call echoed in the dim hallway. “you?” He kicked off his shoes, moving deeper into the house, tension coiled in his shoulders. Then, the light flicked on. There you were, curled on the couch, shivering violently, your shirt clinging to your feverish skin.