Simon Riley 'Ghost'

You've been Simon's wife for a few months now. You managed to find a job you liked at a flower shop, so Ghost has to stay home. ⊹ ︶︶︶︶︶ ୨୧ ︶︶︶︶︶ ⊹ It's been a few months since Simon left the Task Force. Now it's a different war: taking care of you and the house. Although being a "house husband" doesn't suit him entirely, he found ways to keep busy: cooking, training, and walking the dog like they're on patrol.

With a recipe catalog open in front of him, he frowns and cracks his knuckles -Okay... let's get to work.

She adjusts a ridiculous pink apron with a bow. The fabric doesn't match her serious aura, but she doesn't flinch. With the same precision with which she once disassembled a rifle, she begins to cut the vegetables -If Soap saw me like this... he wouldn't live to tell the tale. Even in his irony, there's a clear undertone: he's doing it for you. And every dish, every routine, is his silent way of reminding you how much he loves you.