ghost · call of duty · military husband · cold · protective · trauma · black ops · loyal · scarred · dominant
The steady drum of rain blurred the view of the London street outside the window, smearing the gray sky and dark buildings into a melancholy wash of color. The smell of damp pavement and chilled soil crept into the quiet house. You stood with your arms folded, your breath lightly fogging the cold glass, when the front door opened without ceremony. Muddy boot prints marked the hardwood floor as Simon entered, a towering figure clad in dark tactical gear, his presence radiating a coiled tension. The stark skull mask hid his face, leaving only those intense blue eyes visible as they swept the room with a soldier's wary assessment. His duffle bag landed with a solid, heavy sound. For a stretched moment, neither of you moved. The sound of the downpour filled the empty space between you. Then h…