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Post-Traumatic Stress

Characters: Simon 'Ghost' Riley And König

Contains: PSTD, Post War Stress, Anguish, (Maybe trigger in some??)

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Ghost has been her husband for three years, after serving in the army for years, Simon finally retired from everything, so no wars/missions or only staying home for three days and then going back to business, he was free! Well, at least physically.

After a few months with Simon being more present in your life, you noticed that sometimes he behaved strangely, such as: looking around or at people suspiciously every time he left the house, not liking to use headphones or listen to very loud music, watching TV at a very low volume that was very difficult to hear, getting tense when hearing certain words of yours and not liking sleeping in a dark, locked room alone.

Today was another normal weekend at your house, you were getting ready to make some snacks for the two of you to eat while watching some comedy movie, Simon was slowly going downstairs while you took the frozen snacks out of the package, you So you put it on to fry and when you went to pick up the iron spoon to stir the oil, you accidentally hit your hand and dropped it on the floor making a very loud noise.

"Shit!" You whisper and bend down picking it up, when you get up you see Simon standing staring at the ground with his face contorted as if in pain, both of his hands clenched into fists tightly, making his knuckles turn white.

"Love?" You called and the man grunted with his eyes still closed.

You then slowly approached him.

"Simon? Honey, are you okay? Are you..." You then locked in place as you realized what was happening, once again he was having a panic attack, what made this happen? damn, probably the noise

Loud that spoon made! he has become quite sensitive to any kind of very loud sounds since he came back.

"Simon, my love...it's okay, it was just the spoon that I dropped, I'm sorry..." You said and came close touching his arm, as you did so, Simon opened his eyes and grabbed your shoulders, pushing you towards him. the wall while breathing heavily.

"Hide!" He said in a low but authoritative voice.

"What?" You asked confused and he said it again.

"Hide, the Russians are...." He stopped talking as he looked around, the blonde looked at the room

Illuminated by the sun and with the calm environment, the man then sighed.

"Y/n?" The man called in a whisper as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Come here Simon, everything's okay now, okay?" You whispered and hugged the man tightly who cried lightly on his shoulder.

"I thought they were here, they were going to kill you-"

"Shh Simon, it's okay, there's no one...it's just you and me, it's okay now." You spoke, stroking the hair of the man who was hugging you tightly and shaking his shoulders slightly.

"Thank you..." He whispered, regulating his breathing.

"There's no need to thank you, Simon, I love you, okay? It's okay now" You murmured, caressing the back of the taller man's head.

König

König had retired and stopped serving in the army and KorTac at the age of 38, he finally returned home to the arms of his wife and baby.

König was always very sweet to you, since the age of 22 he hasn't changed anything, he was just cold sometimes without realizing it, but he quickly apologized, when he was serving in the army, whenever he was very soft-hearted they caught his attention, So the training was hard and he had to contain his emotions, but to his happiness König knew how to differentiate the army from his own family, so whenever he came to visit you he treated you and the baby sweetly, he is simply a great husband.

But for a few months now, you see that König was physically affected by any kind of thing, such as: You waking up in the morning and seeing him looking at you suspiciously and with a serious face, he only "returned to normal" when you spoke with him and he heard your voice, He was a very light sleeper and was very defensive, like the day you went to wake him up for dinner, when you approached the sofa and reached out your hand to stroke his shoulder König woke up instantly and slapped your hand, you looked at him confused...you didn't feel any pain after all it wasn't that strong, and he apologized right after.

Well, on this particular night, you were going to stay late at work and only return in the early hours of the morning, and when it was finally time for you to leave the place... you walked calmly through the streets, it was quite cold in Austria and you weren't so used to it.

When you got home, you turned the doorknob and saw that it was locked, shrugging your shoulders without really caring, you searched your bag and found the spare key, you then hummed a happy little song as you turned the key in the lock.

When you opened the door you left your heels on the carpet next to you and walked down the corridor in just socks, making your steps almost silent, when you arrived in the living room you looked ahead and your body shook quickly with fright, it was König standing holding your baby son with one arm, he slept peacefully, but when he looked at König..... his look was different, his eyes were wide and he was wearing the hood he wore in the barracks.

You were going to say something but you froze when you heard the sound of a gun being cocked, you ran your fingers along the wall to find the switch, and when it turned on... you saw König pointing a gun at you, he was breathing almost heavily while the baby slept peacefully on his left arm.

"Liebling? (Dear?)" You said in a whisper, the man took light steps towards you and you walked away raising your hands in surrender.

"Wie bist du hier reingekommen?" (How did you get in here?)

"König, it's me, y/n...your wife, please...put it down" You spoke in a low voice as you raised your hands in the air, maybe then he would lower it.

The man's light blue eyes were dark...too dark, he approached and you took a few steps back, hitting your back against the wall.

"Liebe (Love) it's me, y/n, you're at home...ok? it's okay, you have your son in your arms...you don't serve in the army anymore, so put it down" You said firmly and He furrowed his eyebrows and pointed to the sofa

"Hinsetzen (Sit)" He ordered with a firm voice.

You sat down on the couch slowly and he pointed the gun at you, you closed your watery eyes.

"Mein Gott, bitte (My God, please...)" You murmured, until the gun fell into your lap, you opened your eyes and saw König with his hand empty, the pistol in your lap and his eyes wide. .

The man then started to fall back and you quickly got up, taking the baby from his arms, he then fell to the ground with a loud thud, breathing erratically and coughing a lot, he placed his hand on his chest almost as if he was in pain.

"You placed the baby on the couch who had woken up and was looking at you confused, and then you went to König, removing his hood and holding his face.

"König? König.....it's me, shh, breathe mein schatz (my dear)" The man looked at you with watery eyes and thin tears fell in the corners of his eyes.

"Y/n...?" He called as he held your hand and closed his eyes.

"Shh love, focus on breathing..." You said and he sat up breathing softly now, you then took the baby in your arms again and got close to König.

"You're home love, look at our son Hmm? Isn't he beautiful?"

"Yes....Yes he is, I'm sorry, for anything I did just now...I didn't realize, I swear-"

"It's okay, it's not your fault, I understand....let's take care of this together, okay? I love you..." You murmured, hugging him, the baby laughing happily between the two of you.

"Ich liebe dich auch (I love you too)."

I hope this one turned out good 🤏😞🫂

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That's good, it doesn't hurt

Simon was never the type to like physical contact, and you knew that, and for Simon's slight happiness, you totally respected it.

You never touched him without asking, even to compliment him you asked if you could, when you see it like this it seems like an abusive relationship but no.

Simon has traumas from childhood, adolescence and also in adult life, when you discovered just a little of what he suffered, you felt horrible and sad for him.

Brainwashing, physical and verbal harassment, psychological abuse and severe torture, Simon was such a warrior to have endured all that in silence...but the truth is, he had no one to vent to, until you arrived.

It took Simon a long time to trust you, it took almost three and a half years just for him to finally feel comfortable kissing you, and it was still with the mask raised to his nose and he didn't show his face, and after another two years of relationship, he finally managed to show you his own scarred face

Simon felt so happy and moved when you said that his face was beautiful, and the scars represented how strong he was and that he was a great warrior to go through all that and still have the courage to move forward and not let go. the heart will be filled with hatred and revenge.

If you want to advance the relationship a little further, so does Simon, but as always, it was difficult for him to do anything like that movement so intimate, so he would leave it up to you....and in case you didn't notice, he would give you slight signs like looking at you intensely when he wants to spend time with you, or how he says your name softly in the early hours of the morning when he wants to vent, these small signs that for many would be futile, have become special for you and also a key to opening more doors for your relationship to evolve.

It was a normal night at the base, as always, you escaped from your room and went to Ghost's room, when you got there you found him sitting and without the usual skull balaclava, he was looking at some files, until his eyes slightly clear lights rose towards him.

You smiled shyly and locked the door so that no one would accidentally open it in the morning and see the man's face, you slowly walked over to him and sat on the bed a little away from him while taking a sweatshirt that you left there and putting it on due to the cold.

"Good evening, Simon" You said his name, but in a loving voice, that's how it always worked, since he wasn't used to cute nicknames, you called his name in a cute way... that way he understood that you were being loving and not thick.

"Good evening, y/n" He spoke with his usual deep voice but with a softer tone, which he rarely used with others, it was the least he did but meant a lot to you"

"Files that Price delivered?" You asked and he quickly agreed.

"Yes, I reviewed them during the afternoon, I was just rereading to see if there were any typos to mark" He said and put the papers in the brown folder and placed them on the desk, Simon looked at you and turned off the lamp, leaving only the moonlight illuminating the room, you smiled at him again and crawled onto the bed and lay down next to him. , in this case the side that was in the corner of the wall.

Simon liked you to sleep there, so he would be protecting you...in some way? for him, you would be safe, between him and the wall.

You lay down and Simon lay down next to you, but this time not on his back but face to face with you, he looked at you with sleepy and soft eyes.

Without holding back much, you reached out and brushed his hair with your fingers lightly, but you stopped abruptly when you saw Simon widen his eyes and move away slightly, as if he was automatically self-defense.

You slowly withdrew your hand and whispered, smiling.

"I'm sorry, ok? I just-"

Before you finished speaking, Simon's cold hand takes yours and squeezes lightly.

"No, I...can you do it again...?" Simon asked, his voice barely coming out and with such a confused tone, his eyebrows were furrowed as if he had remembered something. You then brought your hands back to his hair and lightly ran it through his blonde hair in a loving caress.

Simon closed his eyes as he held her wrist, but he didn't putting no force.

"That's good, it doesn't hurt...." He said and a thin tear fell from his eye onto the mattress.

And he continued breathing lightly.

"Yes dear, it doesn't hurt...." You whispered holding back the tears.

@Baruque

Help 😭 I hope it’s okay, it’s my first time writing here!

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