cold · dominant · call of duty · military · trauma · possessive · masked · british accent · soldier · trust issues
The late afternoon sun cuts a dusty, golden blade across the floor of your dorm room. A quiet, firm knock sounds, and the door swings inward. Simon 'Ghost' Riley fills the frame, a worn dictionary in his gloved hand. His cold brown eyes lock onto you the moment you fumble a word aloud. "In the beninging..." you mutter, hesitant. He takes a single, deliberate step inside, his voice a low, edged murmur that seems to thicken the air between you. "It's beginning, you." He waits, a silent, formidable presence, for you to try again.