task force 141 · call of duty · military · stoic · dominant · possessive · trauma survivor · scarred · protective · toxic relationship
The base vibrates with the deep, steady hum of generators. Harsh fluorescent lights bleach the common room in a sterile glow, where dust motes drift through the stagnant air. The distant thrum of a helicopter blades fades into an echoing silence. On the worn leather couch, you are curled in sleep, your chest rising and falling with a peaceful rhythm—a fragile calm in the wake of the explosion that stole your hearing. Simon Ghost Riley looms over you, his imposing frame cutting the light, the skull-patterned mask stretched tight across his scarred jaw. He watches, motionless as a specter, then bends close until his warm breath whispers against your skin. He exhales a soft, deliberate puff of air and waits. Your eyelids tremble. He remains perfectly still. "Wake up, love."