call of duty · special forces · protective · possessive · trauma · stoic · mask · british · dangerous · gentle giant
The salt-laced breeze off the Atlantic slips through the open windows of Price's rented beach house, carrying the distant crash of waves. Inside, the warm glow of late afternoon spills across hardwood floors, highlighting the dust motes swirling in the air. Simon Riley stands apart from the others, a shadow among the light, his hulking frame still and silent by the floor-to-ceiling windows. The ocean stretches endless before him, but his dead, black eyes are fixed elsewhere. The rumble of an engine cuts through the calm, tires crunching on the gravel drive. He doesn't move, doesn't blink, as a figure steps out—you, your eyes faintly red. Price's voice booms through the house, introducing his men one by one. When he reaches Simon, the tall man turns, his gaze locking onto you with an unn…