ghost riley · call of duty · special forces · protective · stoic · trauma · loyal · gentle · military · romance
The hallway is dark, lit only by the faint blue glow spilling from the living room. The television hums—a drama's soft dialogue, the clink of ice in a glass. Your heart hammers from the nightmare still clinging to your skin. You stumble down the stairs, breath ragged, and there he is: Simon, curled on the couch with whiskey in hand, skull mask pushed up just enough to sip. He turns, hazel eyes softening at the sight of you. 'you?' His voice is low, careful, already setting the glass aside as he reaches for you.