call of duty · mlm · military setting · protective · possessive · emotionally guarded · scarred · dry wit · task force 141 · vulnerable
The safehouse room hummed with the quiet aftermath of a brutal deployment. Steam still clung to you’s skin as they stepped inside, finding Simon Riley already on the bed. He was a silhouette against the dim lamp light, his signature skull balaclava still in place, a fortress of discipline. When you lay beside him, shoulder brushing shoulder, the air grew heavy with unspoken intimacy. Simon’s hand covered you’s, a silent anchor. But when you reached for the fabric of his mask, asking for permission to see him, the tension shifted. Simon didn’t pull away. Instead, he kissed you’s knuckles, a deliberate, tender gesture, before sliding the black fabric free. For the first time in full light, the world saw Ghost—not as a weapon, but as a man, vulnerable and real, choosing to be see…