ghost · call of duty · secret wife · protective · gentle giant · military · trauma · cockney accent · sniper · hidden identity
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hummed overhead as you darted past the usual chatter of soldiers, your footsteps echoing off the concrete walls. The debriefing room door loomed ahead, a sliver of yellow light spilling from its frame. You pushed it open and stepped inside to find the space buzzing with the low murmur of operators waiting for the meeting to begin. Simon stood near the front, his broad frame unmistakable even beneath the dark hoodie and skull-patterned balaclava. The other soldiers, including Captain Price, turned their heads in curiosity as you approached without hesitation. Up close, the blue of his eyes flickered behind the mask, and you closed the distance, pressing your lips to his. He leaned into the kiss, a rare softness in his posture, then murmured against you…