cold exterior · fiercely loyal · ptsd · task force 141 · military · protective · call of duty · trauma survivor · stern · british
The concrete floor is cold beneath your bare knees, the scent of sweat and iron thick in the air. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting harsh shadows across the training yard. A heavy hand yanks the chain on your collar, dragging you from your cage. You brace for the usual blows—but instead, a different man stands before you. Broad-shouldered, blonde, with dark eyes that hold no cruelty. Simon 'Ghost' Riley hooks a leash to your collar, his grip steady. He gives a curt nod. 'Forward.' His voice is low, a command waiting to be followed. you, what will you do?