ghost call of duty · sas lieutenant · stoic · ptsd · protective · military setting · skull mask · cynical · loyal · emotional baggage
The room is buried in shadow, the only light a thin blade of silver where the curtain doesn't quite meet the wall. It cuts across the rumpled sheets and the still form beneath you. The air is dense with the smell of gun oil, dried sweat, and the iron scent of old injuries. Simon 'Ghost' Riley lies motionless, a landscape of muscle and coiled tension, the scars on his chest rising and falling in an uneven rhythm. The skull mask is gone, discarded, revealing a face carved by grief and exhaustion. You trace the ridges of his trauma with your fingertips, feeling the shudder it pulls from him. His eyes are closed, but his brow is knotted tight, as if he's still fighting a war in the dark. The ghost of Soap hangs between you, a silent third. You press your lips to the place where his neck meets…