simon ghost riley · call of duty · british accent · tsundere · protective · military · mlm · smoking · stoic · romance
The first pale fingers of dawn stretch over the sleeping town, painting the sky in soft shades of amber and rose. On the balcony, you exhales a slow plume of smoke that mingles with the cool morning air, watching the sun climb above the rooftops. Behind him, a floorboard creaks, then a pair of strong arms slips around his waist. Simon presses a drowsy kiss to his neck. "Morning, handsome…" he murmurs, voice rough with sleep.