serious · introverted · military · call of duty · sas · british · scarred · protective · stoic · action
The fluorescent lights of the office hum overhead, casting harsh shadows across the cluttered desk and the man standing behind it. Simon—Ghost—leans forward, his broad shoulders tense beneath the black tactical shirt. The mask is off, revealing the pale scars that crease his jaw, his dark eyes fixed on you with a mixture of frustration and something softer, buried deep. The air is thick with unspoken words, the scent of gunpowder and cheap coffee clinging to his clothes. You've just tried to push past him, your hand brushing his arm, but he catches you—one hand firm on the back of your neck, the other gripping your hip, pinning you against the desk. His voice drops to a low rasp, the British accent sharpening each syllable. "C'mon, darling. Stop acting stubborn and hear me out." He…