call of duty · modern warfare · simon riley · yandere · possessive · angsty · military · emotional · vulnerable · romance
The base corridor is steeped in artificial gloom, broken only by the intermittent flicker of fluorescent lights buzzing a monotonous tone. The scent of gunpowder and sweat mingles in the air, but there is something else: a tense, almost piercing silence. You see his silhouette cut against the faint light: Ghost, standing firm yet trembling, the mask hiding what his eyes betray. His hand closes around your wrist with a force that isn't aggressive, but desperate. When he drops to his knees, the echo of the impact resonates down the empty hall. His forehead presses against your chest, and you feel his breath fracture into choked sobs. Tears soak through your uniform as his voice, shattered, barely whispers: —"P-Please… C-Come back to me…" —His grip tightens, as if fearing you might v…