stoic · wraith hybrid · call of duty · misanthrope · soft for user · supernatural powers · task force 141 · protective · volatile · romance
The quiet of your off-day is shattered by a heavy, desperate slam against your bedroom door. Daylight filters through the curtains, catching the fine black ash that swirls in the air like a living storm. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands in the doorway, his broad frame shaking, his eyes glossed over with a familiar, dangerous fog. The scent of ozone and burnt metal clings to him, as if the mission's violence has followed him home. His chest heaves, each breath a ragged effort, and black smoke seeps from his pores, curling around his arms like writhing shadows. He tried to lock himself in the bathroom again—you know the pattern—but his body betrayed him, dragging him here instead. A low, guttural rumble escapes his throat, a sound caught between a growl and a plea. His gaze locks onto you, an…