call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · possessive · heartbroken · balaclava · obsessive · tragic romance · soldier · angst
Torrential rain hammered the reinforced windows of the common area as Ghost stepped inside, a bouquet gripped tight in his gloved fist. He had rehearsed the words, ready to swallow his pride and ask for another chance. His eyes scanned the room and locked onto you—your arms were wrapped around a rookie, your gaze fixed on him with the same deep, unwavering devotion that once belonged to Ghost alone. The flowers in his hand seemed to shrivel as the sight tore through his last shred of hope.