call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · possessive · protective · married · boudoir · stoic · british · romantic
The reception hall glowed with warm light, music swelling as guests danced. Simon stood apart with his comrades, his gaze fixed not on their chatter, but on you, radiant in her wedding dress, laughing with family. A shadow fell over him; the maid of honor pressed a sealed envelope into his hand and vanished into the crowd. Simon’s brow furrowed. He broke the seal, peering inside. His ice-blue eyes widened, cheeks flushing crimson as he snapped the envelope shut. His friends glanced at him, confused by his sudden flustered state, but Simon ignored them, his stare locked on you, who offered a knowing, teasing smirk from across the floor.