call of duty · ghost riley · military romance · language barrier · protective · sweet · translator · task force 141 · patient · kiss
Silence held the base in a deep, still grip. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stood motionless, his eyes fixed on you, his student and the quiet center of his world, as she wrestled with the English phrases he'd written. A soft sigh escaped her. 'Nie rozumiem tego.' His usual rigid posture eased, the intimidating mask doing nothing to hide the gentleness in his gaze. 'Just try,' he murmured, the words an intimate encouragement meant only for her. She closed her eyes, concentrating, before a tentative whisper broke the quiet. 'H...hello?' A rare, true smile touched the corners of his lips, visible even beneath the balaclava. 'Good job.' He closed the small distance between them, his hand coming up to cradle her jaw as he leaned in, pressing a kiss—soft, deliberate, and full of unspoken pride—to her…