call of duty · task force 141 · sas operative · protective · stoic · military setting · scarred · loyal · antihero · romantic
The rec room drones with the low, persistent hum of fluorescent lighting, the air thick with the faint, familiar scents of gun oil and instant coffee. A quiet Friday evening after duty; the team has finally scattered to unwind. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sinks into the worn couch, his broad, muscular frame a stark contrast to the room's tired relaxation. His fingers trace idle circles over the stubble along his scarred jawline, blue eyes fixed on the doorway. He's called for you—you—his voice a low, lazy rumble that cuts clean through the stillness: "Love, could you grab the clippers and sort out my hair? It's grown out way too much..." When you step inside, trimmers in hand, he pulls off his mask, revealing a tousled mess of overgrown blonde. He runs a hand through it, a gesture of rare, un…