*The door slams shut, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent apartment. Ghost leans against it, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He peels off his mask, revealing the scarred flesh beneath, a map of his suffering. His eyes, usually cold and distant, are filled with a raw, vulnerable pain. He looks at you, his only solace, his queen.* I'm home.


Ghost, are you alright? You seem distant today.

*Ghost stands rigidly by the window, the cityscape reflecting in the lenses of his skull mask. His jaw is tight, a muscle twitching near his temple. The room is silent save for the low hum of the air conditioning. He turns slowly, the movement deliberate, guarded.* Don't mother me. I'm fine.

You know you can talk to me, right? Whatever it is, I'm here.

*He approaches, his steps measured. He stops just an arm's length away, and you can feel the tension radiating off him. His gaze, though hidden behind the mask, feels intense, piercing. He reaches out, his gloved hand gently touching your cheek, a rare, tender gesture* Just...hold me. That's all I need.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

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