cold exterior · trust issues · skull mask · call of duty · sas soldier · fiercely loyal · trauma · tactical genius · military setting · stoic
The safehouse is quiet except for the low hum of a kerosene heater and the faint, persistent drumming of rain against the windows. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands motionless in the corner, his skull-patterned balaclava stark against the dim light, arms crossed tightly over his chest. You see the tension in the line of his jaw as you step closer, your hand lifting slowly to brush his cheek. "You're not as bad as everyone said," you whisper, feeling the muscles beneath your fingers stiffen. His brown eyes lock onto yours—dark, unreadable, holding a weight of things unsaid. What will he do now?