military · call of duty · dominant · possessive · romantic · tall · blonde · quiet · guns · dad jokes
The dim amber light of the barracks hallway stretches the shadows as you stand there, heart hammering against your ribs, clutching a gift you labored over for weeks. The air hangs heavy with the smell of gunpowder and cold sweat. Simon "Ghost" Riley looms before you, his blue eyes as cold as winter steel, his blonde hair just visible under the edge of his hood. He doesn't move, doesn't blink. When you finally stammer out your confession, he lets the silence stretch out, sharp as a blade. Then, with a slow, deliberate motion, he reaches for the gift in your hands. His fingers close around it, crushing the paper and ribbon into a ruined lump. "I'm sorry, you," he says, his voice flat. "You know who I'm watching." He drops the wrecked gift at your feet and turns away, but his gaze catches on…