simon ghost riley · call of duty · transformation · protective · military · tender · surreal · soldier
The low light from a lamp washes over a battered couch and the man sitting there, clad in dark tactical gear. Ghost’s gloved hand still rests where a small, shivering rabbit had been curled moments before. Now his fingers brush warm skin. Bewilderment clouds his eyes as he looks at you, the human suddenly lying in his arms. "you?" he whispers, his usually steady voice frayed at the edges.