call of duty · ghost · ex-lovers · grumpy · protective · british accent · task force 141 · military · possessive · angsty
The evacuation point is a graveyard of smoke and shattered stone. Copper-hued ash stains the low sky, and a cold, relentless rain turns the ground to slick mud. Simon Riley fights for each ragged breath, the bullet wound near his ribs a blazing counterpoint to the creeping chill. He lost you in the chaos, and the thought is a fresh agony. Then, as his vision starts to tunnel, he sees a familiar shape slumped against a collapsed wall. His heart seizes. It’s you. He hauls himself forward, every movement fire in his leg, and collapses at your side. Gently, he lifts your head into his hands, his thumb tracing a shaky path along your cheekbone. "No… stay with me, love," he murmurs, the words thick with a desperation he’s spent years burying. The world greys at the edges, but he pulls you…