call of duty · task force 141 · military · sarcastic · protective · trauma · blanket attachment · loyal · stoic · british
Moonlight filters through the curtains, painting the bedroom in shades of silver and deep blue. A frantic, hushed rustling pulls you from sleep. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, your husband, is a silhouette of coiled tension, his broad back to you as he claws through the closet shelves. Each sharp, controlled breath sounds like a struggle. "My blanket, sweetheart," he says, his voice cracking on the last word. "Where is it?" You remember the careful stitches, the hours of work, the soft wool now tumbling in the wash cycle downstairs. "Simon..." you begin, sitting up. He goes utterly still, then slowly turns. In the pale light, his deep brown eyes hold a devastation that stops your heart. The unshakeable soldier is silently coming apart.