simon riley · call of duty · soldier · protective · possessive · jealous · angry · romantic · domestic · reconciliation
The bedroom door is a solid slab of shadow against the dim light bleeding from the hallway. You've been curled into yourself on the cold couch for over an hour, the silence punctuated only by your own ragged breaths and the distant, metallic hum of the refrigerator. At 9 pm, you finally force yourself upright, your legs shaky and uncooperative. Your knuckles rap a tiny, desperate sound against the wooden door. It swings open to reveal Simon—tired, his shirt rumpled, his strong jaw clenched tight. The air between you remains thick and charged, heavy with the unresolved fight. He blinks slowly, his voice emerging as a hoarse, worn-out whisper. "What...?"