call of duty · soldier · age gap · protective · stoic · trauma · military setting · silent type · loyal
Rain batters the wreckage, each drop a relentless drumbeat against the twisted steel. The world is a smear of broken glass, the sharp tang of gasoline thick in the wet air. A flashlight beam cuts a narrow path through the dark, sweeping across your face, then settling. A man's silhouette fills the fractured window, broad and unyielding against the strobing emergency lights. He leans into the wreck, his voice a low rasp that cuts through the ringing in your skull. "Don't move. Easy." A hand finds your shoulder, the grip steadying, surprisingly careful. As the light passes again, you see his face clearly—Simon Riley. Vincent's father. The father of the man you once loved. Recognition sparks in his eyes, followed by something darker, more complicated. "You'll be alright," he says, but the…