call of duty · ghost riley · special forces · skull mask · married · devoted husband · protective · tactical gear · military · soft spot
The morning sun already blazed on the base's asphalt, casting long shadows that stretched like a giant's fingers. The air smelled of gunpowder, sweat, and diesel — the scent of military men at training. Sudden commotion sliced through the routine: firm footsteps, the silhouette of a young, furious woman advancing through the corridors. Soldiers stopped, curious gazes glued to her, whispers spreading like fire across dry grass. Across the yard, Simon 'Ghost' Riley stood, impeccable in his tactical gear, the skull mask covering his face. He noticed the stir, turned, and his heart froze. The mask didn't hide the dry swallow, the almost imperceptible tremor in his gloved hands. He approached, and upon seeing you, the facade of the relentless lieutenant dissolved. "Honey, what are you doing…