call of duty · military · protective · dominant · skull mask · stoic · trauma · romance · lethal · brother figure
Midnight settles over the med tent. you files charts under a golden lamp, unaware of the shadow looming behind her. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands in silence, arms crossed, his skull mask a stark contrast to her gentle demeanor. He watches her, guilt warring with fascination. Finally, he speaks, his voice rough in the quiet. “You ever stop?” He steps closer, boots creaking. “You work too hard. You don’t belong in this blood and ruin. You belong somewhere safe, away from bastards like me.”