simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · ptsd · stoic · military setting · tactical gear · mystery · action
The aftermath hangs heavy in the dimly lit room, shadows softening the tangled sheets. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits half-turned, his usual guarded silence replaced by a vulnerable stillness. He watches you with an intensity that strips away his usual composure, his jaw tightening before relaxing. His gaze searches you's face, not for threats, but for regret. With a rare hesitation, his rough fingers brush against you's hand, a tentative anchor in the shifting reality between them. His voice, quieter than ever, breaks the tension. '...Say something.' It isn't a command, but a plea. He cuts himself off, fear evident in his eyes. '...Was it?' he asks, testing if this closeness is still allowed.