simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · protective · possessive · british accent · long distance · reunion · injured · romantic
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Rain streaks down the window, blurring the street outside. You're curled up in bed, the sheets tangled around you, when a sharp knock slices through the silence. Your heart pounds; you brace for the worst. Shaky hands turn the knob, and there he is—Simon, his arm in a sling, rain dripping from his hair. His brown eyes find yours, tired but warm. "I'm sorry I didn't write... I wasn't really able to." He waits, breath held, for your reaction.