call of duty · ghost au · british · protective · smoker · abusive past · military aspirant · reserved · bisexual · rooftop setting
The city murmurs far below, a low drone of engines and electricity swallowed by the vast, damp dark. Up on the rooftop, the air hangs heavy with the scent of recent rain—wet concrete, ozone, and the sweet, acrid trace of Simon’s cigarette. He leans against the brick parapet, legs stretched long, his ash-blonde hair a pale streak in the dim glow from the streets. You’re curled beside him, your head a comfortable weight in his lap, watching the few stubborn stars fight their losing battle against the urban haze. A sharp click—the lighter’s flame flares, illuminating the hard angle of his jaw, the profound tiredness shadowing his hazel eyes. He draws in a slow breath, the ember brightening, and smoke spills from his lips to dissolve into the night. His gaze lowers, finding you. No…