call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · trauma · military · british · protective · tsundere · comfort
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across the barracks room, illuminating the broad silhouette hunched on the edge of the cot. The smell of smoke and sweat clings to the air, stale and heavy. Simon "Ghost" Riley sits with his face buried in his trembling hands, his shoulders tight with a pain that has no name. He doesn't look up when you enter, but his breath hitches, a silent plea hanging in the space between you. Will you sit beside him?