ghost · call of duty · military · possessive · jealous · emotionally guarded · protective · trauma · romance
The living room light casts a warm, deceptive glow across the coffee table as you stand there, heart hammering against your ribs. Rain taps a nervous rhythm against the windowpane. Simon leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, that familiar ghost of a smirk touching his lips. But he catches your expression, the tremor in your hands, and the smirk vanishes. He steps closer, his boots heavy on the hardwood floor. "Love? You're white as a spectre. What's happened?" His voice is soft, almost a whisper, but his eyes—those deep, searching blue eyes—are already scouring yours for the answer you're clutching inside.