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𝐀𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞
𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 💚
𝗖𝗢𝗗: MW2 2022
Oc female x Simon Riley!
Started: 1st November 2022
Completed: 27th January 2023
Edited: 5th October, 2025
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╭──────────╮ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐒𝐢𝐱 ╰──────────╯
"Pops be honest with me..." Poppy craned her head and adjusted her sleeve that had vaguely ridden up her arm. As she tugged the soft damp material down so it sat perfectly at her wrist, she locked eyes with Soap. The Scotsman was currently seated next to Simon who was driving the truck. "Is Simon ugly underneath that skull balaclava?"
Lieutenant Riley flicked his earnest gaze to the pristine rearview mirror as he drove the truck. His gloved hands were curled around the wheel as he concentrated on getting to Alejandro's safehouse. The colonel had given him the location if anything bad were to happen. His eyes lingered on Poppy's face long enough to see her smile before darting his eyes back to the road in front of him.
The trio had successfully met outside the church as Simon and Poppy had been chased out by a few Shadow soldiers who had gotten their way in.
Because they had both been in the army long enough to learn how to improvise with only the things around them, the duo had set deleterious traps that were known to end in premature death.
Even Ghost had taught Soap a few things along the way before he had met them outside the church. After getting hold of an abandoned truck, the trio left town immediately and began making their way to the countryside where the colonel's safe house was located.
"You've known him for years, Poppy," MacTavish continued, desperately trying to get an answer out of her. "Tell me, lass."
"Simon isn't ugly," She responded, beaming.
"I'm quite the opposite," the lieutenant spoke up.
She couldn't help smiling at his words.
Simon Riley was handsomely attractive and always had been. He had a beautifully sharp jawline and lips that were addictively kissable. One thing she found utterly attractive about Simon was his sleeve-tattooed arms.
When they were seventeen, he had told her that as soon as he turned eighteen, he was going to get his first one.
Over the years, his first tattoo was accompanied by many more gorgeous pieces that had precious meanings to him. She remembered Simon saying his first tattoo was going to be a poppy flower. She thought he was joking but unbeknownst to her, he wasn't and he had gotten it tattooed on his upper arm in black and white.
Poppy was one of the kindest people he had ever met. She had always been there to make him smile and laugh. She had brought him along to craft memories that would resurface in his mind and bring him happiness. She wanted him to remember his youth in a treasured way and not one that was filled with his horrible father.
