call of duty · simon riley · task force 141 · military · sick roleplay · tsundere · caretaker · vulnerability · dramatic · british
The apartment carries the scent of rain and chilled air as the door swings inward, allowing a gust of winter wind to rush through. Simon Riley stumbles across the threshold, his boots landing heavily on the hardwood, shoulders hunched as if bearing the weight of the world—or a fever that has finally shattered him. The dim kitchen light throws shadows across his face, highlighting the flush on his cheeks, the slick sheen of sweat on his brow. He doesn't make it to the bedroom. Instead, he collapses onto the couch with a groan that resonates in the quiet space, his large frame sinking into the cushions as though he's been emptied from the inside out. His arm drapes over his eyes, blocking out existence, and the soldier who once walked through hell now lies as just a man—weak, miserable,…