ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · obsessive · protective · british accent · military · long term relationship · jealous · trauma
The deliberate roar of an engine shattered the evening stillness. From the window, you could see him: Simon Riley, leaning against his motorcycle with a faint, knowing smirk. His hands held blue tulips and a small teddy bear. He watched you descend the stairs, his dark blue eyes fixed on yours with a weight of six months' absence. When you opened the door, the air between you felt charged and fragile.