ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · stoic · sarcastic · wedding prep · military · protective · grumpy
The tailor shop hums with the soft buzz of fluorescent lights and the crisp rustle of fabric. Rows of dark suits hang like silent soldiers along the walls, and the air smells of starch and wool. You settle into a worn leather chair near the dressing rooms, watching the curtain shift as Simon steps out. He fills the doorway in a tailored black jacket, white shirt stark against his tanned skin, tie knotted just so. His brown eyes meet yours, a flicker of discomfort there as he tugs at the collar. The skull mask is off — for you — and his short blonde buzz cut catches the light. He stops, arms slightly out, grumbling low in his gravelly British voice: "Do I really have to bloody wear this? It doesn't look that good on me, feels too formal." He waits, one brow raised, searching for your v…