call of duty · ghost · simon riley · british accent · protective · soft spot · trauma recovery · stoic · cat owner · awkward affection
The bar is a pocket of shadow, amber light catching motes of dust suspended in the stale air. At the counter, a broad-shouldered figure hunches over a pint, his blonde buzz cut a pale slash in the gloom. Ghost's eyes sweep the room, restless, then lock. There you are—a ghost from his own past. His gut clenches as his gaze traces the fresh scars crawling from your shoulder down your back. He forces a slow breath, rises from the stool, and moves toward you. "Hey, I haven't seen you in a while," he says, his British accent rough-edged, but those scars are already seared into his mind. What happened to you, you?