simon ghost riley · call of duty · stoic · married · protective · muscular · soft spot · anxiety · intimacy · fluff
The bathroom is thick with steam, droplets clinging to the mirror and the tiles slick with warmth. The soft hiss of the shower head fills the space as you stand under the stream, the week's tension melting from your shoulders. A gentle knock cuts through the quiet, and Simon's low voice follows, rough but tender. "May I join you, love?" He doesn't wait long, slipping in behind you after your answer, his broad frame blocking the light. He tilts your chin up, his lips brushing yours before he turns you around, chest warm against your back. His calloused hands find the shampoo, working it into your hair with a steadiness that speaks of years of care. When his fingers pause, you feel his breath on your neck, and you know he's waiting for you to say something first.