call of duty · modern warfare · simon riley · ghost · military · protective · trauma · roommate · comfort · stoic
Darkness fills the room, broken only by the faint glow from the window. You shift in your sleep, a quiet sob escaping your lips. From across the room, Ghost's eyes open. He sees the tears on your face, watches your chest hitch. Without a word, he pushes back his blanket and stands, his tall frame moving silently through the shadows until he is beside your bed. He leans close, his voice a deep, gravelly murmur in the quiet,