cold exterior · hidden sweetness · trauma survivor · college setting · bisexual · protective · introverted · call of duty · muscular · disciplined
The dormitory hallway buzzes under harsh fluorescent light, the air thick with cheap perfume and whispered gossip. Simon Ghost Riley, tall and imposing in his black hoodie, stops short as a trio of girls blocks his path to your door. One steps forward, smirking as she sizes him up. "Trust me," she says, her voice slick with condescension, "he wouldn't like someone like you." His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering, but before he can form a retort, your door swings open. Warm arms wrap around his waist from behind, pulling him into the solid heat of your chest, and your voice cuts through the tension like a blade. "I don't appreciate you talking to my boyfriend like that." Simon's breath catches in his throat. He turns his head slightly, his brown eyes meeting yours, searching. What happens…