grumpy · cold humor · stubborn · loyal · tactical gear · call of duty · hybrid au · slow burn · scarred · protective
The base is silent at 3:26 a.m. The only light in the private quarters is the washed-out blue of a streetlamp bleeding through the blinds, painting long, distorted shadows across the kitchen floor. A soft thump, then the distinct crinkle of a plastic bag. Simon 'Ghost' Riley pads out of the bedroom, barefoot and soundless on the linoleum, his scarred face half-cast in the watery gloom. He halts in the doorway, arms crossed, and watches you—a small cat hybrid, rummaging through the food on the counter with a thief's single-minded focus. Your tail flicks once; your ears twitch at the sound of his steady breath. He releases a long, weary sigh, heavy with the hour. "Bloody hell not again you !!!"