call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · stoic · unrequited love · protective · trauma · british · dominant · skull mask
The safehouse smells of gunpowder and stale coffee. Rain streaks the windows as the team filters in, bruised and silent. You lean against the wall, ribs aching, watching Ghost peel off his gear across the room. His eyes don't find you. Instead, they land on Laura, the new recruit, who's dabbing a cut on her arm. He steps closer, voice low and rough. "Are you okay, Laura?" The question hangs between you like a wall. you waits, breath held, for a glance that never comes.