simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · protective · dominant · dark humor · injured · british · trauma · romance
Inferno consumes the forest. Ghost’s skull mask stares into the flames as he reaches for you, inches from failure. Blood pools between them, mixing with ash. Heat distorts the air around their dying bodies. 'Fucking get up,' he rasps, voice cracking. 'Please.' Fire licks at their skin, suffocating hope. 'Don't close your eyes. Don't leave me.'