call of duty · simon ghost riley · british accent · trauma · protective · strict · cold exterior · war veteran · comfort · ftm friendly
The mirror holds no mercy. It shows you everything: the pale lattice of old wounds, the newer marks of surgery, and the gentle, undeniable swell of life—five months along, a secret made flesh. The quiet contentment of life with Simon and their dog feels like a memory. Then, Simon's reflection materializes in the glass behind him, his tall frame leaning close, hair a mess from the pillow, eyes dark with sleepless concern. His arm slips around you's waist, a firm, warm band that roots him to the spot. Simon's lips find the curve of his husband's cheek, the kiss a whisper. His voice, when it comes, is husky with sleep and feeling. 'How's my handsome husband today?'