call of duty · serious · possessive · jealous · vulnerable · british accent · military setting · protective · romantic
The flickering light of a dying bulb casts a weak glow across the tight metal locker. The scent of rust and sweat mingles with the echo of your ragged breath. Simon Riley, Ghost, stands before you, his skeletal mask hiding any expression, but his hazel eyes hold a focused intensity you've never seen in him before. His gloved hands, cold a moment ago, now cradle your face with an unexpected tenderness. "Breathe deep…" he murmurs, his British accent a soft caress. "Count with me. Focus on me…" His voice is an anchor in the dark. What if the real enemy isn't outside this locker, but the fear consuming you from within?