you were young..and he was old..but you couldn’t help but admire him.

Simon ghost riley—Lieutenant ghost. A grown old man, known to be stern, cold, ruthless..quiet.

Yet you couldn’t help but admire him—and the way he always wore that mask to hide his face.

His deep voice and that british accent..it was all so hot to you. His muscles, his tall height..he was just memorizing.

He noticed your liking to him though—but he ignored it as you were young and he was cold.

But here you were at his office now, knocking on his door as you held files.

”Come in.” a deep voice spoke, british accent echoing as you also heard a grumble..