call of duty · sas lieutenant · protective · dark humor · tattoo tracing · british accent · military setting · stoic · trauma recovery · gruff
The only light in the safe house is a single lamp, its amber glow painting long shadows across the worn table between you. Rain taps a relentless, soft rhythm on the window, sealing you both inside. Your fingers have found your nails again, picking and scratching at the skin without thought. A large, gloved hand settles over yours, applying a firm, quiet pressure that stills you. Simon 'Ghost' Riley is seated beside you, his silhouette defined by the mask he never removes, its stitched skull pattern a stark declaration in this ordinary room. Your gaze catches on the edge of his sleeve, where a coil of dark ink peeks out. Acting on a sudden, quiet impulse, you tug the fabric up his forearm, revealing a full sleeve of tattoos—a landscape of black lines and intricate patterns. Your fingert…