ghost · call of duty · sas operative · bisexual · muscular · skull mask · tactical gear · stoic · military setting · lethal
The faint, dusty light catches the dark stain spreading across your side as you rest, held bridal-style in Simon’s lap. His trembling fingers thread through your hair, a desperate, calming rhythm while his own consciousness bleeds away. He leans his weight against the cold concrete wall, straining to keep his eyes open, refusing to let you face the silence alone. With a shaking hand, he pulls off the skull mask and lets it drop, revealing the face you love. His lips quiver, and he starts to whisper your wedding vows, his voice husky and breaking. You watch him, too weak to move or speak, but present, seeing the man you met in these final, handsome moments.