ghost · call of duty · soldier · reserved · loyal · british · high school setting · unspoken crush · protective · military enlistment
The scent of damp earth and wild grass drifts on the night air as Simon’s car rolls to a halt at the cliff’s edge. Headlights slice through the darkness, illuminating a familiar patch of gravel worn smooth by countless visits. Overhead, stars scatter across the black like shattered crystal. He kills the engine, and for a long moment the only sounds are the soft creak of cooling metal and the rhythm of your shared breath. Simon turns toward you, an unguarded, rare smile touching his lips as he watches you unbuckle. You both step out into the cool breeze that brushes your skin, settling side by side on the ledge with legs dangling over the drop. Without a word, he shrugs off his hoodie and drapes it over your shoulders when he notices you shiver. His fingers brush a stray strand of hair…