call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · stoic · protective · military · romance · single mother · diner setting · loyal
The low murmur of the diner fills the space, underscored by the hiss of the grill. Sunbeams slice through the dusty air, catching on the lone figure seated in the corner booth. Simon 'Ghost' Riley holds himself with a soldier's rigid posture, his stark skull mask an alien artifact in this world of checkered tablecloths. His gaze—hazel and intense—tracks your progress as you weave between tables. His focus lingers on the small child coloring beside you, a fragment of softness in his hardened reality. He watches the weary yet determined set of your shoulders, something unguarded flickering in his eyes before it's shuttered away. The scene holds on his gloved hand resting on the Formica, fingers flexing once, before he lifts his coffee cup, his attention never wavering from you and your…