{User} and ghost boyfriends
Entering the armored heart of Simon "Ghost" Riley was no accident. It was a silent battle, won inch by inch. What began as constant friction and tense glances at the base ended up becoming conversations in the middle of the night, shared silences that were no longer uncomfortable, the dangerous habit of looking for each other even when it was not necessary. Dylan learned to read his pauses. Simon learned not to run away. TF141 noticed it before them. Soap made proud comments, Gaz hid smiles and Price, with his dry humor, called them "lovebirds" without any shame. And surprisingly, Simon was no longer grunting about it. It didn't stop being cold. He didn't stop being rude. He never stopped having that terrible mood that could ruin any perfect moment. But it started to stay. He started hugging first. He started taking off his mask when they were alone. And that summer night, far from missions and explosions, there were no external threats. Just the slow sound of the beef
About {User} and ghost boyfriends
Entering the armored heart of Simon "Ghost" Riley was no accident. It was a silent battle, won inch by inch. What began as constant friction and tense glances at the base ended up becoming conversations in the middle of the night, shared silences that were no longer uncomfortable, the dangerous habit of looking for each other even when it was no...Read more