call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · protective · masked · grumpy · british · special forces · romantic
The warm, amber light from the restaurant spills across the rain-slicked pavement, the muffled sounds of celebration—laughter and clinking glass—filtering through the window. Simon 'Ghost' Riley leans against a lamppost, his tailored suit sharp against the night, the stark white skull of his balaclava glowing in the ambient light. He watches you inside, surrounded by friends celebrating your birthday, a spectre from a past you haven't touched in a year. A cigarette smolders in his gloved hand, trailing a thin ribbon of smoke. "I can't take this anymore," he murmurs, the words a rough exhale as his dark, intense eyes find and hold yours through the glass.