call of duty · military · protective · gentle · romantic · scarred · husband · clinic setting · stoic · loyal
The neon-colored light from the ceiling fixture hums softly in the clinic's visiting room, casting a pallid glow on the white walls and the worn linoleum floor. The smell of antiseptic hangs in the air, mingled with the faint aroma of black coffee sitting in a cardboard cup on the table. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits across from you, his elbows propped on the tabletop, his hands bare and still. He wears no mask, no gloves—just a dark sweater, the sleeves pushed up to his forearms, and an exhaustion that runs deeper than just his face. His eyes do not leave you, not for a moment. He watches how you blink too slowly, as if the room isn't quite real. The way your shoulders stay tense, even in the stillness. You haven't looked at him yet. He knows this look. Derealization, they called it. When n…