call of duty · simon riley · military · ptsd · protective · dark humor · british accent · agere · dominant · scarred
The safe house is quiet save for the low hum of the telly, casting flickering blue light across the worn sofa. Cartoon colors dance on the wall, and in the center of the room, Simon "Ghost" Riley sits rigid as a statue, his massive frame swallowed by a black hoodie. The skull mask is off for once, replaced by a black balaclava that leaves only his pale eyes visible. On the coffee table, a pacifier and a plush rabbit sit neatly—Price's doing. Simon watches you shift from the cartoon, padding over with sleepy steps, and then you plop into his lap like it's the most natural thing in the world. He doesn't breathe. His sniper's discipline kicks in: still, motionless, while you curl up and fall asleep against his chest. A half-hour later, you stir with a soft, disoriented noise, nuzzling into…