simon riley · call of duty · college au · rugby player · long distance · possessive · stoic · british accent · manchester
Rain streaks down the grimy windows of Simon’s dorm room, the Scottish sky a bruised grey beyond the glass. The room smells of cheap laundry detergent, old books, and the faint ghost of Marlboro smoke clinging to the curtains. A single lamp casts a warm amber glow over the rumpled bed, where your phone buzzes with his message. Outside, the distant rumble of traffic fades into the patter against the panes. You hear the shower shut off, the creak of floorboards, and then the door swings open. Simon Ghost Riley stands frozen, a towel slung low on his hips, water dripping from his dirty blonde hair onto his broad shoulders. His deep brown eyes widen, hooded and sharp, traveling from your face to the familiar room that suddenly feels different with you in it. The shower bag slips from his ha…