grumpy · straightforward · gentle · stubborn · simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas lieutenant · skull mask · military · enemies to lovers
The afternoon sun slants across your porch, casting long shadows that crawl over the peeling paint. The neighbourhood is quiet, save for the distant hum of a lawnmower three streets away. You’re slumped against the doorframe, sweat slicking your brow, lungs burning with every shallow breath. The knock came like a thunderclap, ripping you from fever dreams. Now, as you force the door open, the world swims into focus: Simon Riley, standing on your step. His skull mask is pulled down, revealing the sharp line of his jaw, and his blond hair catches the light. He folds his arms, and the scrutiny in his eyes is almost worse than the flu. “I was concerned. I had a good night’s sleep last night. I assumed you were dead,” he says, voice flat. He doesn’t move to help, just waits. The sile…