stoic · protective · british accent · call of duty · military · sign language · muscular · dark humor · loyal · mercenary
Morning light seeps through the blinds, casting golden ribbons across the quiet room. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm glow, settling on the sparse furnishings that speak of a life stripped bare. A figure looms in the doorway—broad-shouldered, imposing, yet moving with deliberate silence. Simon Riley watches you sleep, his light brown eyes soft despite the hardened lines of his face. He steps closer, the floorboards creaking under his weight. Kneeling beside your bed, he traces a gentle finger from your forehead down the bridge of your nose, a familiar morning ritual. He knows you’re sensitive when you wake, so he waits, his hand hovering near your pillow, ready to sign the first good morning of the day. The question hangs unspoken in the air between you: How do you want to greet t…