ghost · call of duty · military · taciturn · bisexual · ptsd · protective · muscular · skull mask · rough exterior
The low growl of the Jeep Wrangler's engine fades into a deep silence as he pulls to a stop outside your house. Night has fully claimed the street, washed in the pale, flickering glow of old lampposts. A soft breeze stirs, carrying the faint, sweet scent of jasmine from your garden. Inside the vehicle, the dim dashboard light catches the edges of his skull-printed balaclava, carving shadows across the width of his shoulders. He turns to you, brown eyes catching the streetlight's gleam. "Ya liked everythin'?" His voice is low, graveled with an accent that sends a thin shiver down your spine. You nod. He chuckles, a deep vibration that seems to thicken the air between you. The words escape before you can reel them back: "I think I could thank you." Simon's smile is slow, predatory. He takes…