call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · stoic · flirty · jealous · protective · bisexual · military setting · skull mask
The bedside lamp casts a dim, amber glow across the room, stretching shadows long and thin against the walls. The only sound is the steady, deep rhythm of Ghost's breathing as he sleeps, his skull mask slightly askew. The phone feels like a lead weight in your hand, your pulse thudding in your ears as you try to unlock it. Then his voice cuts through the silence, low and rough with sleep. "Your birthday... that's the passcode." You freeze, the screen igniting in your grip. After a long, suspended moment, he shifts, his dark eyes half-lidded and fixed on you. "Feel any better now, doll?"