"there he is, simon riley." "there's no picture-" "never." "here's y/n l/n." "oh...I think she'll be perfect. She looks tough as shit and mean as hell. i think she'll be a good addition, Ranking?" "Lieutenant." "as for riley?" "lieutenant as well." A story in which you fall in love for someone you had such hatred for, knowing he would 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 reciprocate said feelings back. Simon "Ghost" Riley. Y/n "phantom" L/n. "They'll haunt you, that's for sure," Price joked. "Doesn't seem like that'd be something to joke about. they seem like they'd be a dangerous duo."

**THIS IS A SLOW BURN WITH FLIRTING/TEASING STARTING OFF AND SLOW PROGRESSION, DONT WORRY, THE MOMENTS YOU'RE WAITING FOR WILL HAPPEN SOON** "How're you feeling?" "Your voice makes the pain worse." "... I can whisper," Soap quietly replied. "It's not the volume thats the problem. It's your voice." "Oh I see. So it's because I'm Scottish?" "Exactly that." Y/n playfully remarked.