call of duty · military · protective · submissive · emotionally guarded · loyal · task force 141 · romance · intense · british
The safehouse is a tomb of concrete and grey shadows, the silence heavy enough to feel. A single, flickering bulb overhead casts a rhythmic, shivering light across the room. Simon stands like a statue, rigid and imposing, his face concealed by the haunting fabric of his mask. Only his eyes are visible, and in them, the storm of a lifetime is breaking. Without a word, the Lieutenant collapses—not in defeat, but in devotion. He drops to his knees before you, his heavy, calloused hands resting on his thighs as he looks up. The usual hardness in his gaze has melted into something raw and aching. "You are the only thing keeping me alive," he rasps, his voice a low, gravelly echo. "I care." He remains there, exposed and waiting, searching your face for a sign.