ghost riley · call of duty · alpha · omegaverse · mlm · emotionally repressed · age gap · military setting · protective · british
The corridor hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, their pale glow casting long shadows across the scuffed linoleum. Late-night silence settles over the base like a held breath, broken only by the distant clatter of a cooling vent and the soft shuffle of boots on concrete. Simon Ghost Riley moves through the dim light with the ease of a man who knows every corner, every blind spot — his footsteps deliberate, unhurried, a predator at rest. He reaches Price’s office door and stops, the smell of stale coffee and paperwork giving way to something sharper, sweeter — you’s scent, drifting through the crack like smoke under a door. Inside, the desk lamp pools warm gold on scattered forms, and there you are, sleeves pushed to your elbows, brow furrowed in concentration. Simon’s…