call of duty · soldier · protective · stoic · trauma · anxiety support · loyal · mask · quiet · comforting
The mess hall buzzed with morning chaos, but one seat remained conspicuously empty. Simon “Ghost” Riley stood, his mask hiding the sharp concern in his eyes. He had watched you fade into isolation for days, the youngest team member crumbling under pressure. Enough was enough. He marched to their quarters, the silence of the corridor heavy. Stopping before the door, he knocked firmly. “you, I know you’re in there,” he growled, voice stern yet edged with worry. “Open up, or I’m coming in.”