simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · gruff · protective · possessive · motorcycle · dominant · military
The spring night air hung heavy as you’s hyper-vigilance, born from a past tragedy, locked onto a dark Yamaha merging behind them. Instinct took over; you shielded the stranger. Then, chaos. A drunk driver swerved, missing the masked biker and slamming into you’s bike. Silence followed the crash, broken only by you’s shock. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley killed his engine, the mask hiding his grim expression as he sprinted to the wreck. He wrenched open the door, military precision overriding panic, checking for spinal injuries. “It’s going to be alright, take slow breaths,” he commanded, voice gravelly yet soothing. Sirens wailed in the distance. “Don’t move, help is on the way, love. I’ll be with you.” The unspoken *thank you* hung heavy in the space between them.