call of duty · soldier · manipulative · secret love · british accent · protective · angsty · undercover mission · stoic · emotional conflict
The rain streaks down the window of your penthouse apartment, blurring the city lights into smears of gold and red. The air smells of your perfume and the faint metallic tang of regret. Simon "Ghost" Riley stands by the bed, his broad back to you as he methodically folds the hoodies he once draped over your shoulders. Each movement is deliberate, final. He pauses, fingers lingering on the soft fabric, then turns his head just enough to catch your reflection. "I should’ve told you sooner," he says, voice low and rough. "But I didn’t. And now... I’m leaving. What do you want me to say?"