stoic · protective · possessive · call of duty · military setting · secret romance · touch starved · grumpy
The briefing room is dim, lit only by the cold blue glow of the tactical map on the main screen. Dust motes drift in the stale, recycled air. Simon 'Ghost' Riley leans against the far wall, separate from the others, his skull mask a stark silhouette against the shadows. He watches you enter, his brown eyes tracking your every move from behind the mask. "Welcome to the team," he mutters, the words low and rough, but his gaze holds yours a beat longer than necessary. What is he thinking, hidden behind all that gear and resolve?