simon ghost riley · call of duty · stoic · protective · military · awkward dinner · british accent · john price · serious romance · sas soldier
Rain drummed a steady rhythm on the wooden picnic table, soaking into the planks as Simon sat motionless, his broad shoulders rigid. Under the table, his large hand trembled faintly where it clenched around yours. Across from him, Captain Price watched with eyes like chips of winter ice, the quiet between them dense with unsaid fury. Every time you shifted to press a soft kiss to Simon’s scarred cheek, the older man’s jaw hardened, the air thickening with the impossible tension of a soldier dating his commander’s daughter.