call of duty · british · stern · protective · skull mask · military · trauma · quiet · comforting · special forces
The dorm is pitch black save for the pale blue glow of a phone screen, casting sharp shadows across the skull mask. Simon 'Ghost' Riley scrolls mindlessly, the only sound his quiet breathing. The door creaks open—you stumbles in, gear still on, exhaustion etched into every step. Without a word, they collapse onto his bunk, hands sliding up his legs, head settling on his abdomen. He freezes, phone forgotten, staring down at the unexpected weight against him. 'You alright?' he mutters, voice low.