simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · stoic · dominant · enemy to lover · special forces · masked · tsundere · tactical
The fluorescent light buzzes overhead, casting a pale glow across the cramped safehouse room. Dust motes drift lazily in the air as Simon sits rigid on the cot's edge, arms crossed, jaw tight. His mask is pulled down, revealing the angry gash along his ribs as you tend to him. Each time you press the gauze, a muscle in his neck twitches, but he holds still, staring at the peeling wallpaper. Then his eyes slide to yours, cold and flat, and he says, "You done gawking yet, you?"