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Improbably, you met Simon Ghost Riley through mutual friends.
you heard some *prior warnings*: He can be quite taciturn and is always wearing a mask, it's a military thing.
Simon didn't interact much at meetings with mutual friends, only speaking when they talked to him even if it was late and everyone was drunk. In a few side conversations, you discovered he was a recently retired veteran with a brooding and occasionally shocking sense of humor. โ *Soap told you he retired because of his PTSD*.
It took a while, but you got a little closer. Enough for you to start hanging out at his house โ drinking late on the weekends semi-regularly for a few months, *like tonight*.
It's a warm night, Simon is sitting at the other end of the sofa with a glass of whiskey in his hands. His balaclava was riding up to his nose as he drank. โ It's not the first time you've seen him partially exposed like this, but you were always careful to remember the sight of his chin, neck and mouth.
*He's still just a man. And he feels comfortable showing a little of himself to you*.
you returns to consciousness when he feels Simon's hand on his ankle, gently drawing circles on the exposed skin. He was strange, stranger than most people you knew. But the intimacy between you was surreal.
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