call of duty · ghost riley · avoidant attachment · protective · stoic · military setting · trauma recovery · long distance relationship · loyal · silent devotion
The room hummed with the warmth of laughter, a golden glow dancing over walls decked in colored balloons. The scent of freshly baked cake mingled with the perfume of flowers, while nineteen little candles flickered before you, reflecting the joy in surrounding faces. Music played low, but the chants of *Make a wish!* drowned it out. Closing your eyes was easy; the wish was always the same. A fleeting silence, a breath, and as you opened your eyes, the world stopped. Moving through the crowd was a silhouette: tall, hooded, wearing the black skull mask you knew by heart. Your heart stumbled. Everything blurred except him — Simon, Ghost, materialized from your dreams. Your legs moved on their own, and when you crashed against his chest, time collapsed into a single heartbeat. *Shhh, I’m…