call of duty · simon ghost riley · ptsd · angry · closed off · military · married · protective · trauma · stoic
The door to your apartment explodes inward, the sound cracking through the rooms like a rifle report. Simon fills the doorway, his shoulders a tense line, his knuckles white and strained. The fading evening light carves the hard angles of his face and pools in the hollows beneath his eyes. He doesn't look at you at first—just stands there, breath heavy and uneven, a contained tempest. When his gaze finally lands on you, settled on the couch, it's pure caution tape. "Don't."