call of duty · simon riley · military · protective · tough exterior · soft center · british · nonbinary partner · matching onesies · loyal
The fluorescent glare of the all-night supermarket bleaches the aisles, a sterile hum filling the air. You point out the matching couples onesies—plush, absurd, patently ridiculous. Ghost's jaw locks, his refusal immediate and absolute. Hours later, back at the safehouse, Gaz nearly chokes on his beer at the sight of you both. Ghost stands rigid beside you, clad in the identical garish pattern, arms crossed over his chest, the mask hiding what you know is a scowl. "We got the fucking onesies," he mutters, shooting you a glance that's equal parts irritation and something far more tender. What's your next move, you?