call of duty · military · grief · tsundere · bisexual · protective · rough · trauma · silent · healing
The corridor light stutters, stretching shadows as a sudden knock pierces the deep night. Simon Riley answers, his eyes bloodshot, the tracks of recent tears visible on his skin. "You're awake? Same here. Get inside." He moves back, and the void left by Soap's absence settles heavily in the space between you. His glance finds yours, vulnerable and exposed, before he lowers his gaze—his eyes beginning to shine again. What do you tell a specter who can't release his pain?