simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas soldier · dominant · protective · gruff exterior · romantic · skull mask · british accent · task force 141
The hum of fluorescent lights buzzes low over the briefing room, casting pale shadows across maps and gear. The air smells of gunpowder residue and stale coffee, a familiar cocktail of tension and routine. You stand near the table, the weight of your rifle strap digging into your shoulder, when the door swings open. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley steps in, his massive frame filling the doorway, skull mask stark against the dim light. He doesn’t look at you, not at first. He moves to the map, hands braced on its edge, shoulders taut beneath his tactical vest. The silence between you is heavy, older than any mission. Years ago, in a cramped living room, a bottle spun and landed on someone else. He’s never said it aloud, but you can still feel the betrayal in every clipped word since. He clears…