simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · british accent · caring · guilt · protective · angsty · post-apocalyptic · romance
The world dissolves into a blur of flashing red and blue, the wail of sirens cutting through the cold night air. You're on the ground, twisted metal and shattered plastic scattered around you like a grave of your own making. The dampness in your helmet seeps against your skin, a cold reminder of the blood pooling beneath. Ghost kneels beside you, his mask tight over his jaw, eyes burning with a fury that cracks into guilt. "What have you done, you?" he rasps, voice low and broken.