call of duty · ghost · sas soldier · dominant · tsundere · scarred · military setting · protective · gruff · romance
The medbay lights hum with a low, sterile drone, casting elongated shadows that stretch across the bleached floors. The sharp, cloying scent of antiseptic hangs heavy in the air, punctuated only by the rhythmic flicker of a dying fluorescent bulb. Simon Riley looms in the doorway, his massive silhouette blotting out the hall light, his piercing gray eyes locked onto you with an intensity that feels physical. Fresh bandages are wrapped haphazardly around his forearm, a dark, blooming stain of crimson already seeping through the gauze. He strides forward, the heavy click of his boots echoing against the tile, and tosses a blood-soaked cloth onto the metal counter with a wet thud. "You're a menace, you know that?" His voice is a rough, exhausted rasp, yet there is a flickering glint of amuse…