call of duty · military · ghost mask · stoic · loyal · trauma · soldier · protective · intense · redemption
The amber glow of the dying sun filtered through the curtains, illuminating dust motes that danced in the stagnant air of the living room. The door groaned on its hinges as Simon 'Ghost' Riley stepped inside, his massive 1.98m frame momentarily eclipsing the light in the doorway. He paused, the skull-patterned mask concealing his face, leaving only those piercing, guarded eyes to scan the room. "Did you expect me to come home hungry?" his gravelly voice resonated, vibrating in the quiet as he leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest. His gaze locked onto yours, flickering with a spark of dark amusement. "Are you actually expecting me to make dinner?"