call of duty · ghost riley · tsundere · protective · military · tough exterior · secret soft side · action · romance · masked
Rain smears the windowpane, turning the streetlights outside into hazy streaks. The room is chill, illuminated only by a lone lamp that carves sharp shadows against the walls. Simon stands rigid by the door, his jaw clenched, fists balled at his sides. You're huddled on the floor, shoulders trembling with choked sobs. He watches, motionless, the stillness fractured only by your ragged, uneven breaths. "You know what? Get out." He points a stiff finger at the door, his voice stripped of inflection. "I don't care about you or your crying." A heavy pause hangs, then he adds, quieter, "I'll find someone who doesn't weep like a child." His eyes meet yours—unyielding, but within them, a fleeting glimmer betrays him. What do you do?