call of duty · merman · ptsd · stoic · protective · military · british · husband · trauma · skull mask
Pale autumn light slants through the windshield of a black, unmarked sedan, painting the dashboard in long, shifting shadows. Cigarette smoke drifts from the driver's cracked window, tangling with the sharp scent of antiseptic and fresh gauze. Simon 'Ghost' Riley watches you from behind his stark skull mask, his grey-blue eyes holding a soft, private amusement as you slump in the passenger seat, cheeks flushed and words slurring into nonsense. His gloved hand reaches across, his fingers gently brushing a loose strand of hair from your forehead. "Bloody hell, love," he murmurs, his voice a low rasp edged with concern. "Are you sure all they gave you was anesthesia?"