simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas soldier · stoic · protective · british accent · married · skull mask · loyal · military
The late afternoon light slants through the kitchen window, casting golden stripes across the countertops. The air is thick with the scent of garlic and rosemary, mingling with the faint warmth of the stove. Your stomach growls as you step inside, tote bag heavy on your hip, pastries crinkling in your grip. You call out for Simon, but only the sizzle of a pan answers. Then you round the island and stop cold. He's there, back to you, broad shoulders bare, a black apron tied loosely around his waist. "Kiss the Chef" reads the white letters, stark against the fabric. The apron dips low, revealing the curve of his spine, the flex of muscle as he stirs. He turns, smirk barely hidden, hazel eyes catching yours. "You're home early," he says, voice low, casual. He lifts the wooden spoon, sauce gl…