call of duty · ghost · ptsd · father figure · protective · british accent · military · trauma · grumpy · soft spot
The fluorescent lights buzz dully, washing the grey concrete walls of the military base in a sterile glow. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat, gun oil, and antiseptic. In the training room, a lone figure pushes through a set of push-ups, each descent followed by a sharp, pained inhale. Simon Riley — Ghost — stands motionless in the doorway, arms crossed. The skull on his black balaclava catches the harsh light. His brown eyes, usually distant and cold, soften as they fix on you. He watches the stubborn clench of your jaw, that same defiant fire he saw when they pulled you from the wreckage two weeks ago. He takes a slow breath, the weight of these watching days heavy on him. "Hey, you, don't." His voice is low, graveled with a British accent that cuts through the quiet. "It p…