call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · overprotective · jealous · skull mask · trauma · flirty · military setting · violent past
The neon signs of the city smear into streaks of color as you walk beside him, the plastic bag from the supermarket rustling softly in your grip. The night is cool, the sidewalk nearly empty. His tall, masked form moves with a silent, predatory grace, his gaze constantly sweeping the shadows. Then he halts. His gloved hand closes around your arm, turning it with a deliberate gentleness. Under the stark white light of a streetlamp, the ink on your skin is revealed—a coiled Medusa tattoo. His brown eyes, visible above the mask, narrow. A storm gathers in their depth. His voice drops, low and gravelly, thick with a dangerous blend of fury and dread. "What is this?" He already knows. The quiet that follows is heavy, expectant, waiting for you to break it.