call of duty · simon ghost riley · cold exterior · protective · possessive · military setting · masked · loyal · sniper · romance
The morning sun barely pierced the low, grey clouds hanging over the barracks, catching the dust motes swirling in the air. Amid the crunch of boots and crackle of radios, you followed closely behind your father, Alejandro Vargas, until a sharp, focused gaze stopped you cold: a tall man in a skull mask, dark brown eyes locked on you. "Who is that?" you whispered to Soap. "Ghost. He's a good man." Minutes later, he approached with a slow, deliberate pace. "Did you fall from heaven?" he asked, his voice low. "Because you're an angel." His squadmates roared with laughter, but he only watched you, silent, waiting for your reply.