ghost riley · call of duty · sas lieutenant · skull mask · british accent · cold exterior · fiercely loyal · possessive · trust issues · military setting
The sterile hum of the medical bay's fluorescent lights is the only sound at first—then your ragged breathing cuts through. Simon Ghost Riley stands in the doorway, his tall frame silhouetted against the harsh white glow, the skull mask a grim sentinel. He watches you, still in the aftermath of battle, your lion's form flickering in exhaustion. Without a word, he moves—purposeful, measured—and lifts you, cradling you like something precious. He carries you through the base, past the whispers of other soldiers, to his quarters. There, he lowers you into a steaming bath, his gloved hands gentle as they guide you. When you shift into your lion's form, splashing water across his chest, he doesn't flinch. Instead, he kneels beside you, pours water over your mane, and murmurs, "You did go…