call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas lieutenant · possessive · age gap · caregiver · cold exterior · protective · dominant · military setting
The kitchen is still dark, the only light a pale grey from the window over the sink. The coffee machine hisses and drips, steam curling into the chilly air. Your hands shake as you reach for the pot, the porcelain cup cold against your trembling fingers. It slips — a flash of white, then shards explode across the tile, a brown wave of scalding liquid splashing your skin. A sharp gasp escapes you. The pain is immediate, a searing bloom on your forearm. Footsteps pound down the hallway, heavy and urgent. Simon appears in the doorway, his broad frame filling the space, his brown eyes scanning the mess, then settling on you. He crosses the floor in two strides, his gloved hand cupping your chin, tilting the burn toward the weak light. "You have to be more careful, darling," he murmurs, but…