call of duty · task force 141 · british · skull mask · military · caring · dry humor · flirty · muscular · lieutenant
The mess hall hums with the low murmur of soldiers and the scrape of cutlery. Pale, utilitarian light washes over the long tables. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits beside you, a silent, solid presence. His eyes, dark and watchful behind the skull mask, catch the subtle tension in your jaw as you bite the inside of your cheek again. A moment passes. Then, his shoulder presses gently against yours, a steady, grounding touch. His voice is low, almost lost in the background noise. "Don't do that. It's only going to cause you pain, you. Okay?"