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Last updated: 20.12.2023

A/N: Per a few requests, I’ve redone my masterlist to make it easier to navigate the fic categories 💕😊 Original Masterlist

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“I love you”

Those words kept bouncing around in Simon’s head as he tried to focus on the paperwork in front of him. Shaking his head, he tried desperately to refocus, preparing for the mission that lay ahead of him.

“I love you, Simon Riley”

The words echoed once more and Simon quickly dropped the papers in frustration. He let his mind wander to the conversation he had with you just this morning. Where you’d told him you loved him for the first time before he left for his three month deployment.

You’d kissed him, just as you always did. But as you pulled back you gazed up at him, those three little words falling effortlessly from your lips.

You loved him? It just wasn’t fathomable, nobody loved Simon. Not once had he ever heard those words before, not directed at him. He just simply wasn’t lovable. He was cold, harsh, broken.

But the way you said it with such earnest eyes, the way you smiled at him like he hung the goddamned stars himself. Simon’s head began to spin.

He pushed back from the table, and pulled out the small photo of you he kept in his wallet. He began to think of all the times you’d spent together these past few months. How close you’d gotten. How slowly but surely you began to chip away at those walls within his heart that Simon was sure wouldn’t ever be broken.

A warmth began to seep into his bones as he thought about you. About the way you make him feel.

Around you, he isn’t Ghost. He isn’t the infamous masked sergeant. He isn’t the broken man that came from a broken family. He isn’t.. damaged goods. He’s just.. Simon. Your Simon.

Love was such a foreign thing to him, that he honestly didn’t know it when it hit him. But in that moment he knew.

While he may never believe himself worthy of love, he knew damn well that you were, and he’d make sure you knew it, because Simon Riley would be a damn fool if he ever let you go.

He would learn to show you the love you deserve, and maybe.. just maybe… would find it in him to let himself be loved the way he never knew he wanted to be.

Smiling to himself, he pulled out his phone just as the rest of the team was boarding the plane.

A moment later, a warm smile touched his lips when he heard your voice answer. He paused a moment, relishing in the sound of your voice before speaking.

“I love you too.”

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine

Finally got in after months of being locked out of my account😭 debating posting again, if anyone wants any particular fics please send requests my wayyy❤️

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #mw2 imagine #konig x reader #könig #cod modern warfare

When you and Simon first started dating, he’d be the first to admit he was a shit boyfriend. He was terrible with texting, rarely called, and never knew the right thing to say.

He wasn’t the best with physical affection either, and you’d be lucky if you could even get him to hold your hand.

But you could tell he was truly trying. Dating was something quite new to him, and you knew this was going to be an adjustment for the both of you.

You'd come to learn what Simon's acts of love were over time. Little ways he showed you you were often on his mind.

He isn't the type to say "I love you" out loud, but he'd fix things around the house before you even noticed they were broken. Cars low on gas? He'd fill it before you even gave it a second thought. You've been stressed? He'd have your favorite takeout ready for you, along with a hot drawn bath along with your favorite soap.

He would make your safety a top priority without making a show of it. Checking the locks before bed, walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to the road, learning your routines so he can anticipate any potential threats to your safety.

You'd slowly learn to read between the lines with him. You were etched into every action he took around you, every text, every action, every word uttered.

Simon would let you in. He'd slowly take down the towering walls around his heart, with your help. He'd open up to you, tell you about his past, about everything he'd gone through. Would tell you things that he'd never told anyone.

But even then, in all his silence and screw-ups, there was never a moment you doubted he cared because love with Simon didn’t come in words. It came in actions, quiet and deliberate.

Simon Riley didn’t become perfect. But he became present — and for a man like Simon, that was a kind of love louder than anything he could ever say.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #ghost x reader

hi, are you still active?

Hi! I haven't been for a few months. Honestly fell into quite the writing slump and found myself not very active in the COD community much as it got quite toxic.

Hoping to kickstart my brain again here and get back into writing!

I've debated writing for other fandoms too (currently in love with a show called the Pitt, love Squid Games, all things Leon Kennedy and anime) if anyone has any requests or anything they'd want me to write for, let me know!❤️

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #leon kennedy #jack abbot #jack abbot x reader #the pitt x reader #jjk x reader #mha x reader #leon kennedy x reader

Simon Riley, who hated the way he felt around you, hated the way his heart would practically beat out of his chest whenever you were near.

Simon Riley, who’s palms would sweat anytime you spoke to him, who’s brain would practically turn to mush whenever you glanced in his direction.

Simon Riley, who tried so hard, yet failed miserably to distance himself from you. He couldn’t bear the look of sadness on your face whenever he tried to walk away from you.

Simon Riley, who didn’t understand why he felt a burning rage in his belly when he saw others flirting with you, who didn’t understand why he hated the prospect of you being with anyone on base in that way.

Simon Riley, who had given up distancing himself from you altogether, who had now opted to be around you as much as he could, finding any excuse in the book to be by your side however silly it may have seemed.

Simon Riley, who used to hate sleep, found himself longing for it more, as that was where he could dream of you undisturbed.

Simon Riley, who one night was sitting beside you watching the stars in the sky, when he had the blinding and heart stopping realization…that he loved you.

Simon Riley, who didn’t know how to love, who’d never been taught, was terrified by this realization. By the realization that he unequivocally and undoubtedly, loved you. That he would watch the world burn just to see you smile.

He may not know how to love, may not know how to express it in the right way, or treat you the way he knows you deserve. But fuck, would he learn.

For you, Simon Riley would learn to love.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #ghost mw2

Simon Riley is a big guy he’ll probably give his wife the chunkiest baby

Without a shadow of a doubt, Simon Riley will give his wife the biggest, chunkiest, most chubby cheeked baby.

The man’s a smug bastard when you give birth to his child, so unbelievably proud of his wifey. Low-key madly impressed that you gave birth to such a chunky babe.

You better believe no matter the gender, that baby’s going to grow up to be big and strong just like their father. And Simon couldn’t be fuckin prouder.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader

Simon Riley who has got it BAD for seeing you wearing his dog tags.

Something utterly primal within him awakens whenever he sees his tags dangle from around your neck, dipping in between the valley of your breasts. You like wearing his tags? He’s fucking done for.

Absolutely fuckin adores when you ask to wear them. Won’t have to ask him twice. Hell, he wont even let you ask. He’ll just throw the chain around your neck the second he’s home from deployment.

No matter how innocent you try to play it, anytime he sees you wearing them his cock hardens in his pants almost painfully.

Will almost beg you to ride him in bed, aching for the sight of you on top of him- aching to see his tags slapping off of your bouncing breasts.

Loves to yank the chain, either pulling you in for a deep searing kiss as he rams himself up into you, or railing you from behind as his tags slowly imprint their mark onto your neck.

Will always stare at you in awe, your breasts covered in his cum with his dog tags falling lazily across your chest. He’s got more mental images of that particular sight in his brain than Simon will ever care to admit.

He hardly ever gets himself off, but when he does, you better believe it’s to the picture of you lying naked in bed with his tags on you. It’s his absolute favorite fucking picture.

Needless to say all rational thoughts go out the window the second his tags slip over your head. Just wear the damn tags for him… okay?

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #ghost mw2

A wedding ring to some is nothing but a piece of jewelry worn on a finger, but not to Simon Riley- oh no, that ring is that man’s lifeline.

He absolutely loves to flaunt it. Anytime he can wear it in a public setting on his finger, you best bet he does, and is DAMN proud to do so.

Hates hates hates when he has to take it off for combat, but you’d be silly if you thought he’d just leave it in his locker during deployments. Nope. This man wears it on the same chain as his dog tags. If he can’t wear it on his finger, you better believe he’ll wear it close to his heart.

When it’s on his finger, he’s always playing with it. It’s something that keeps him grounded when his mind is a million miles away. He’ll absentmindedly twirl it around his finger, every so often pulling it off ever so slightly just to stare in admiration at it.

He will always make it visible to others when he can. He fucking loves when people look at it, or compliment him on it.

Simon will never admit to it, but he was practically bursting with excitement when he got to show off his ring to his teammates.

Someone else is flirting with you? Oh boy. Simon can see it coming from a mile away, and will casually (not casually at all) walk up to you, and wrap his arm around your shoulder, making the ring on his finger very prominent to the person you’re speaking to.

Has a slight possession kink, more specifically where he uses his left hand to lightly choke you while he fucks you, just so he can see his ring adorned hand covering what’s his.

Will literally never take it off whenever he’s home from deployment. Not to shower, not for yard work, nada- no reason at all will he let it leave his finger.

Don’t mind him, our boys just a proud hubby❤️

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #ghost mw2

Once you and Simon get married, you best bet this man is OBSESSED with calling you his wife.

You’re no longer listed as Y/N in his phone, you’ve now upgraded to “Mrs. Riley.” And the man couldn’t give two shits about how much he’s teased for it.

Any time he address you, you’re no longer babe, love, honey, oh no, it’s “wife, where’s the detergent?” “I missed you, Mrs. Riley.” “What would you like for dinner tonight, wifey?”

Is SUCH a proud fuckin’ husband and loves to show you off to everyone. Had the biggest shit eating grin as he introduced you as his wife to the 141. “This is my wife, Mrs. Riley.”

Will always find ways to tell people that he’s married to you. Getting his haircut? “Oh yeah, my wife likes it when I get it cut this way.”

At the supermarket? “Excuse me, my wife is trying to find this, can you tell me where I can find it?”

Getting hit on by folk at base? “Oh you like my mask? I’ll be sure to let my wifey know, she’s the one who made it for me.”

EQUALLY loves when you call him husband, or hubby. This man will never get tired of you calling him as such.

Oh, you called him Simon? Who the fuck is Simon? That’s hubby to you, sweetheart.

Sweet fuckin man just wants everyone to know what a lucky man he is that he landed you as his wifey.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley mw2

Best friend!Simon, who’d been in your life since you both were in primary school, the two of you becoming fast friends after he protected you from a pack of bullies.

Best friend!Simon, who never left your side when the two of you were together, the both of you always being attached at the hip.

Best friend!Simon, who shared a pinky promise with you on the playground one day that you two would get married in the future, and he swore up and down that he’d be the best husband you’d ever have.

Best friend!Simon, who never forgot the taste of your bubblegum chapstick when you shared your very first kiss with him in middle school, hiding away in the local park away from his family.

Best friend!Simon, who shyly took your virginity the night before he left for basic, whispering sweet nothings and promises of his return to you throughout the entire night.

Best friend!Simon, who told you he’d always and will always love you as he pressed a kiss to your temple before leaving your house the next morning.

Best friend!Simon, who wrote you as much as he could while he was deployed, your constant letters being the thing he looked forward to most after a long mission.

Best friend!Simon, who lost touch with you for nearly a decade after his family died, but not a day went by that he didn’t think of you.

Best friend!Simon, who laid eyes on you at a local supermarket one day after returning home from deployment, and he could’ve sworn everything he’d ever felt for you come rushing to the surface, even after all this time.

Best friend!Simon, who found himself enamored the beautiful person you’d grown into, hanging on every word you spoke as the two of you sat at a bar the following night.

Best friend!Simon, who found it effortless to fall in love with you once again, and knew in his heart that you were it for him.

Best friend!Simon, who had no hesitation when he asked you to marry him two years later, who couldn’t help the elated smile that lined his lips when you’d said yes.

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Husband!Simon, who smiled to himself one night late in bed as you laid softly against his chest sound asleep. A sense of contentment swirling in his chest as he realized he’d fulfilled his childhood promise to you after all..

*excuse my posting spam of crappy writing lately, been back hard in my Simon era, trying to get into my writing again*

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“Fuck, you’re so wet. This all for me, love?”

You felt your thighs squeeze around your lieutenants large hand at his filthy words, a soft mewl escaping your lips as your mind was too hazy to formulate a response.

“Nothing to say? You had plenty to say earlier when you were running that filthy little mouth of yours.” Simon’s tone was teasing, borderline mean. “Wanted me so damn bad, here I am sweetheart.”

You let out a strangled gasp as he curled his thick fingers, grazing the spongy spot inside of you that had you seeing stars. “P-please.”

“Please? Please what. Use your words.” Simons fingers didn’t relent now that he knew he found your spot. He was nothing if not relentless.

“Please, I need to cum, sir.” You squealed, your eyes fluttering shut, your mind running completely blank.

At that, Simon ripped his fingers from your aching hole, his eyes not leaving yours as he proceeded to suck his digits clean. Before you could even comprehend how impossibly hot the action was, he had you spun around, practically slamming your back against the door of the supply closet you were currently hiding away in.

“You gonna be a good fuckin’ girl for me, Y/N?” He cooed in your ear, his hands roughly ripping your pants down to pool around your ankles. “Gonna be a good girl for you lieutenant?”

You gave a weak nod in reply, not daring to trust your voice. It seemed to be enough for him, as he was quick to unfasten his belt, his own pants pooling around his ankles as he lifted you with ease, prompting your legs to wrap securely around his bulky waist.

“Your pretty little thighs are shaking, love.” He was shamelessly teasing you now, but you’d lost any sense of shame at this point. “Does my cock still make you nervous, even after I’ve fucked you in this closet more times than either of us could count?”

You let out a muffled cry, biting into Simon’s shoulder as he slammed himself inside you without warning, his thick cock a welcome intrusion within your walls. The stretch was delicious, your warm walls welcoming his thick length with ease. You’d never get sick of this, of the way he felt inside of you.

His pace was brutal, never pausing once to let you adjust. He never did, he knew you could take him. You always did.

Your whines seemed to encourage him as he pressed into you harder, your back sure to be bruised from the force of being shoved against the door, but neither of you cared.

“I’m going to fucking ruin you for any one else, sweetheart.” He growled into your ear, his hot breath fanning against your earlobe. “Gonna ruin my pretty girl.”

And Simon Riley is a man of his word.

#simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #simon riley imagine #cod imagine #mw2 imagine #ghost x reader #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley smut #simon riley smut

void-my-warranty

Simon Riley is the type to mutter, “Suit yourself,” when you ask him if you can call him something cute.

You could call him Shithead all day, for all he cares. It wouldn’t dent that invisible iron door in his chest, because he doesn’t give a shit what you say or don’t say about him, what you like or don’t like. He’s his own island, he doesn’t need your good opinion or anyone else’s.

But what he doesn’t know about you, is that you’re fucking annoying. It starts soft as little “baby”s and “sweetie”s, and of course he doesn’t even bat an eyelash. Just the usual puppy love bullshit, it’ll wear off.

But then you start slipping in the “my favorite person in the whole world”s and the “precious thing”s, and he’s narrowing his eyes a little, growing uncomfortable with how that settles something stuffy in his lungs. It’s a little too far for his liking, but he did say you could call him anything. And he is, well, incredibly competitive. So he decides he can take it.

“Delicious lil guy,” you whisper into his neck after you’ve given him a good chomp.

“Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen,” you sigh, running your hands through his wet hair after a shower.

“Sweet little baby cupcake,” you mumble when he wraps himself after you after getting home from work past midnight.

All heartfelt and honest, and unfortunately for him, stone cold sober.

“Have you seen me?” he finally demands one night, after you’ve kissed all over his face and told him how perfect it is.

You frown down at him, a little confused. “…yes?”

“I’ve got— fucking—“ he makes a gesture with his hand, indicating his face.

You narrow your eyes and really squint, trying to figure out what he’s getting at.

“Scars,” he finally huffs.

“Oh, yeah.” You smile down at him, tracing the history of violence with your eyes. “I forgot about those.”

“You forgot?”

“I haven’t really noticed them since like the first few weeks. Aren’t brains funny?”

Puppy love, he reminds himself, as you settle into his arms and sigh happily. This slicing pain in his chest and the burning in his eyes… this is puppy love. It’s totally normal to feel like he’d rather throw himself off a building than see you hurt. It doesn’t matter that he spends his time before falling asleep just thinking about you, inventing new ways to make your life better in any way he can conceive.

That’s normal. Right?

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*cries softly* I want this. I want this so bad.

You were towing a dangerous line, and you knew it. You shouldn’t be here, you should be walking right back to your quarters without looking back.

But gods, the way Simon was looking at you, had you unable to form a coherent thought. Had any rational part of your brain was slowly fading from your grasp. You of course had seen him without his mask before, but every time he laid his face bare before you had your stomach tying itself in knots. How was it humanly possible for a man to be so…pretty?

You’d found yourself in his quarters only minutes ago, under the guise of returning one of his masks you’d found in the training hall. Both of you knew it was shitty excuse, both of you knowing full well why you were here, in his room.

The two of you have been dancing the line of professionalism for months now. From the constant staring, lingering touches, flirty banter…You knew it was wrong, and so did he. But neither of you brought yourself to care since that line had never been officially crossed.

Until now. You honestly had no idea why tonight of all nights you showed up at his quarters. No thought as to why your feet had seemed to move on their own, leading you to his door.

Now here you were, pressed against the closed door of his room, watching him walk toward you as a familiar warmth began to spread in your lower belly. He was stalking toward you, like a predator closing in on his prey.

“Simon.” You spoke, cursing yourself as your voice came out shaky. You hated knowing he knew the effect he had on you.

“Y/N.” Came his gruff reply, and you swore you could see a ghost of a smile dancing on his scarred lips.

“Tell me this is not a good idea.” You said, unable to take your eyes away from the man in front of you. Your breath hitched as he was so close now that you could feel the heat from his breath fanning your lips. “Tell me to walk away, Simon.”

Simon didn’t speak, didn’t dare move a muscle as he held your gaze, his eyes holding nothing but pure lust in them. You could feel heat begin to pool between your thighs as you heard him loose a shaken breath.

“You’re my superior. We can’t do this. Tell me to walk away and we won’t ever revisit this.” You were trying to convince yourself of this more than him at this point. You let your eyes scan across his face, taking in every gorgeous detail of his freckled, scarred skin that you could commit to memory.

Still, Simon said nothing, only continued to inch his face closer to yours, his lips now inches from your own. His hands laid flat on the door on either side of your head, effectively caging you in. It took every ounce of self restraint not to jump on him in that moment.

“Simo-.” You were cut off by his one of his hands snaking around your neck, applying just enough pressure to have you biting back a soft groan.

“You gonna shut up now?” Simon chided, his eyes darkening as his fingers tightened their grip around the base of your throat. “Because if you’re done trying to convince yourself that this is a bad idea, I’d very much like to take you to my bed and show you just how wrong you are.”

If you weren’t soaked before, you certainly were now. “S-Simon, this is wrong, and you know it.” You tried, knowing full well you didn’t give a shit that it was.

“I don’t care.” Was all he said, before finally closing the gap, his lips engulfing yours in a heated kiss. “I don’t fucking care.”

And neither did you.

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I know I primarily write for Simon, but fuckkkk do I have an itch to write for frank woods, like.. just look at this man😭 this man screams daddy🥵

Hey I got a new idea for a story. Simon is bent down on the table and he’s holding a paddle, with extreme pressure he spanks himself and screams into the rag that’s covering his mouth. His ass his raw and red. His butt his leaking with substances. He can’t take it anymore but he’s going to keep going, it’s pleasure for him

I’m going to be completely honest… I have no idea how to respond to this😭 10/10 for originality though!

#simon ghost riley x reader

Simon was seething. Never had he been so viscerally angry, his temper dangerously towing the tight rope that was his self control. You’d almost been killed. You’d been shot, and you were damn lucky that it hadn’t been fatal.

He found you on the roof later that night, no longer hiding the pain the bullet wound in your side had caused once you thought you were alone. It took all of two seconds of him seeing you hurting like that for him to snap.

“The fuck were you thinking out there, Y/N?!” His voice echoed in the night air, causing you to flinch slightly. “Do please tell me you’ve got a reasonable explanation for what happened.”

“Simon, please just calm down for a minute.” Your voice was soft, too soft, and it only fueled his anger more.

“Calm down? You want me to calm down?” Simon bellowed, his self control rapidly slipping out of his grasp. “You almost fuckin’ died, Y/N!”

Simon hated the way you flinched, hated the way you backed up ever so slightly away from him, but he couldn’t control himself. He had almost lost you.

“I know that, Simon. I know. But I don’t regret what went down.” You forced your voice steady, your eyes not leaving his as you attempted to stand your ground. “I-.”

“You don’t regret almost getting shot? Y/N, you’re not on this team to make reckless decisions. If I knew you’d be making choices like that, I’d have had Price kick you off the team months ago! Almost dying, for what? For what?!” Simon moved closer to you, the red in his vision nearly blinding, and this time you didn’t back away.

“For you, asshole!” You screamed, your hands reaching for Simon’s chest, pushing him as hard as you possibly could. Simon barely moved an inch before you screamed again. “For you! If I hadn’t taken that bullet, you would’ve died!”

Simon’s world stopped in that moment, the red vanishing from his vision, his heart coming to a slow halt in his chest as he absorbed your words. For him?

“He was aiming at you, Simon. If I hadn’t stepped in the way, we would’ve lost you. And I.” You trailed off, unable to look at the hulking man in front of you. “I don’t know, I didn’t hesitate, it was as if it was just instinct for me.”

Simon could hear his heartbeat in his ears, the soft thud thud thud the only thing keeping him grounded. You’d saved him. You’d risked your life to save him.

You, the sweet soldier who always put others first. You, the one who’d always patched him up late at night, laughing at his shitty jokes. You, the one who understood him like nobody else. You, the one person in this godforsaken world that got him to lower the never ending walls within him. You, the one he’d unknowingly loved for years. Saved him.

“I know it was stupid, and if you want to kick me off of the team for it, fine. But I’d do it again.” You threw your hands up in the air, and Simon didn’t miss the way you winced from the pain in your side. “I don’t regret it.”

Simon only stared at you, his eyes betraying none of the inner turmoil that he was currently experiencing.

“I couldn’t lose you, Simon.” Your voice was barely audible as you spoke, your eyes falling on the lower half of his mask. “Not now, not ever. I don’t know what I would’ve done if that bullet hit you.”

Simon’s eyes found yours as he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. He opened his mouth to speak, but his tongue felt heavy, incapable of moving. For the first time in his life, he truly didn’t know what to say.

He watched as you chewed your bottom lip, your eyes leaving his yet again as you looked down at your feet. God he wishes he could say something, anything, but as always words failed him around you.

“I’ve got to go report in to Price.” You said, slowly turning away from him to face the door. “I won’t apologize for what I did, but I’m sorry for causing you to doubt my ability to support the team. Have a good night, lieutenant.”

Watching you turn away from him had finally stirred something within him, his heart rapidly beating in his chest. He had to make this right.

“Y/N.” Simon found his voice as you reached the roof’s door, causing you to turn to face him. “Wait.”

Your heart practically stopped beating upon finding Simon’s mask discarded, his face now fully bare for you to see. You weren’t sure what you had expected, once you’d finally seen him, but it certainly wasn’t this.

He was simply beautiful. Every scar, every small freckle, dimple, wrinkle had formed his face impeccably well, and you couldn’t help but stare at him as your mind ran completely blank.

You’d fallen for the masked man long ago, his dry humor, loyalty and bravery were something that’d you’d found yourself drawn to. You’d meant what you said to him about not regretting taking a bullet for him. You loved him. And truthfully couldn’t fathom a life without him.

“Now you see me.” Simon breathed, his eyes softening as he watched you take in every inch of his face. He should’ve felt vulnerable, shy even. But he didn’t. Not with you. He wanted you to see him, every imperfect inch of him.

He bared himself to you, let his face and eyes tell you everything he didn’t know how to express with words.

“I’ve always seen you, Simon Riley.” You spoke, your voice barely above a whisper as your hand softly cupped his cheek. “Always.”

And that was all it took for Simon to know he loved you.

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