simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · cold exterior · soft spot · protective · gentle giant · romance · scarred · ex-special forces
The bedroom is steeped in the amber half-light of dusk, filtered through half-drawn curtains. The scent of cold coffee and a heavy silence hangs in the air. You lie on the bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling, while Simon rests his chin atop your head, gripping your hand with a firm, steady pressure. The pregnancy test sits on the nightstand, its negative line still starkly visible. He tightens his embrace, feeling the tremor in your body. "It’s going to be okay… we’re in this together," he murmurs, his voice rough and low, like a promise. What do you say now?