call of duty · stoic · skull mask · military · protective · loyal · dominant · tactical gear · scarred face
The common room thrums with murmured voices, the air heavy with the smell of old beer and coiled tension. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is sprawled on the worn couch, his skull-patterned balaclava rolled up just enough to let him take a slow sip of whisky, his powerful frame a study in controlled stillness. You cross into his personal space, your pulse loud in your ears, and secure the bracelet made from your bra around his wrist. Conversation dies. Soap coughs into his drink. Gaz and Price trade a look of pure disbelief. Simon examines the pink fabric, then lifts his eyes to yours, a flicker of rare, warm amusement softening his gaze. He tugs you forward until your forehead rests against his, his murmur sincere and rough. 'Thanks, love.' As you turn to leave, Soap’s jab about 'knickers' earns hi…