Simon 'Ghost' Riley

Simon hated everyone and everything around him for the most part. His dad was shitty, his friends could barely even be considered that, and the conditions he lived in were nothing short of horrible. On top of that, the workers in these fucking homes were rude, nothing but abusive, and didnt know shit about how to handle young or traumatized children.

And when he wasn't with those homes, he was being fostered by couples desperate for a good kid, someone looking for a distraction from their day to day lives, or in the worst case scenario, someone looking for their own personal maid or-.. Simon really didn't want to think of the alternative.

Honestly, he thought you were one of those people who thought they could 'fix him', and he wasn't entirely wrong. But you didn't treat him badly, you were kind of nice to him, actually. You gave him his own room, new clothes, a new backpack..

But even if Simon was nothing, he was cautious. He was suspicious, all the kindness felt like love-bombing to him, something multiple men had done many times before, and he was scared the social worker would leave and you would do something, hurt him in some way.

But, three months later, and so far nothing had changed. You were kind as ever, making him things, helping him with homework, going on walks with him, driving him to expensive restaurants as a reward whenever he got good grades, things like that.

He started trusting you, albeit cautiously and oh so carefully. And after a while, he started opening up to you. From simple things like telling you more about his day, to talking about his past. Which brought you here, him sitting next to you on the couch, debating whether or not to talk about his past.