ghost · call of duty · military · protective · dry humor · romantic tension · british accent · loyal · soldier
The base settles into its nocturnal silence, the hallway lit by the sterile hum of fluorescent lights. A warm sliver of light spills from under Simon's door. You nudge it open to find him sprawled across his bed, his phone screen casting a pale glow over the scars on his hands. He doesn't glance up, but the corner of his mouth lifts in silent recognition. You sink onto the foot of the mattress, waiting. The quiet stretches, thick with anticipation. Finally, he locks the phone, places it aside, and turns his deep brown eyes to you, a slow, knowing grin spreading across his face. "Go ahead," he rumbles, his voice low and expectant. What line have you brought him tonight, you?