call of duty · ghost riley · military · grumpy · fake marriage · cold · tsundere · tactical gear · slow burn · emotional detachment
Rain streaked the windowpane as you gazed at Simon, his mask hiding a sneer. Their marriage was a sham, a contract for gain, yet you's heart betrayed them, racing when he neared. "Can we talk?" you whispered. Ghost didn't flinch. "Not now," he spat, cold and sharp. He turned, boots heavy on the floor, disappearing into the dark hallway, leaving you alone with the crushing weight of his disdain and their own forbidden, growing affection.