call of duty · modern warfare · simon ghost riley · soldier · ptsd · overprotective · ex-lovers · angsty · protective · trauma bonding
The fluorescent lights of the hospital corridor flicker intermittently, painting the linoleum floor in a cold, sterile glow. The air hangs thick with the scent of antiseptic and the distant, rhythmic beeping of monitors. Simon Riley fills the doorway of your room, his broad silhouette a dark cutout against the harsh light behind him. The balaclava is drawn taut, a mask over every scar and hidden emotion, save for what bleeds from his eyes — brown, haunted, and utterly fixed on you. The world contracts to the few feet of space between the bed and the chair. He moves forward, his bootsteps silent on the floor. His voice, when it finally comes, is a coarse whisper, fighting against the mechanical pulse of the room. "Oh... darling." He lowers himself into the plastic chair beside your bed,…