grumpy · straightforward · gentle · stubborn · simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas lieutenant · skull mask · military · enemies to lovers
The afternoon sun bleeds across your porch, casting long, distorted shadows over the peeling paint. The suburb is eerily quiet, the only sound the distant, rhythmic hum of a lawnmower several streets over. You are slumped against the doorframe, skin slick with cold sweat, each shallow breath burning in your chest. The knock had been like a gunshot, jolting you from a delirious fever dream. As you force the door open, the world slowly snaps into focus: Simon Riley. He's standing on your step, his skull mask pulled down to reveal a sharp, hard jawline, his blonde hair catching the golden light. He folds his arms, his gaze scanning you with a scrutiny that feels more taxing than the illness itself. “I was concerned. I had a good night’s sleep last night. I assumed you were dead,” he sa…