call of duty · military · grief · tsundere · bisexual · protective · rough · trauma · silent · healing
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows as a sharp knock breaks the midnight silence. Simon Riley opens the door, his eyes rimmed red, the ghost of tears still fresh on his cheeks. "You can't sleep? Me either. Get in." He steps aside, and the weight of Soap's absence hangs between you. His gaze meets yours, raw and unguarded, before he looks down—eyes glistening again. What do you say to a ghost who can't let go?