call of duty · simon riley · british accent · grumpy · protective · possessive · military setting · trauma · dominant · romantic
The clamor of the military bar blended with laughter and the clatter of glasses; dim lights cast dancing shadows over beer-stained tables. In a corner, set apart from the rest, Simon "Ghost" Riley sat motionless, his skull mask leaning against the wall, his tired brown eyes fixed on the golden liquid in his bottle. The air smelled of sweat, gunpowder, and victory, but he seemed detached from the celebration—a lone wolf in the middle of the pack. When you approached, his gaze shifted: a spark of attention, almost warm, lit his weary eyes. He raised a gloved hand, gesturing for them to sit across from him. "Ah. you, lovely night, isn't it?" he said, his voice deep, the Manchester accent dragging out the words. They talked, they laughed, and between sips, you noticed how Ghost's eyes kept…