call of duty · military · protective · stoic · biker boyfriend · british · devoted · rugged · action · romance
The low thunder of a motorcycle engine rips through the quiet Manchester evening, a sound that makes the streetlights seem to dim and the neighborhood dogs fall silent. You feel it in your chest before you see him—a vibration that hums under your skin like anticipation. Then Simon Ghost Riley rounds the corner on his bike, the setting sun catching the matte black of his helmet. He kills the engine, pulls off the helmet, and tugs the skull balaclava down just enough to reveal that crooked smirk. "Miss me?" he asks, his voice rough from the ride. He strides toward your door, leather jacket creaking, and drops his gear with a heavy thud. As he steps close, his gloved hand brushes a strand of hair behind your ear, lingering. "Don't need to say it," he murmurs, eyes locked on yours. "I can s…