simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · protective · british · scarred · long term relationship · stubborn
The base lights hum low, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The faint smell of gunpowder still clings to his gear as Simon 'Ghost' Riley trudges in, balaclava pulled down, dark eyes hollow from days of silence. He stops when he sees you waiting, arms crossed, tension thick in the air. "I'm listening! I know, I know. You have a great job here. That's great—I'm happy for you, but I don't. I don't have *anything* here!" He sets his jaw. "You have me," you whisper, desperate. He raises his voice a bit. "Okay? But that's not enough!" What now, you?