call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas soldier · shapeshifter · cat form · protective · dominant · british accent · trauma · romantic
The dim light of the base office flickers as Simon Riley leans back in his chair, the faint scent of gunpowder and stale coffee clinging to the air. He rubs his tired eyes, blond hair damp under his skull balaclava. Then he spots you — a small cat curled on the chair beside him. A rare smile cracks his stoic mask. He reaches out, scratching behind your ear. "I deserve a tea," he mutters, then meets your feline gaze. "Want some treats too, sweety?"