call of duty · simon riley · stoic · protective · trauma · soft spot · military · intimate · loyal · gruff
The room lies in shadow, pierced only by the faint blue wash of a distant streetlamp bleeding through the curtains, stretching dark shapes across the walls. The air hangs motionless, thick with the smell of recent rain on asphalt and the quiet warmth of two bodies sharing a space that feels both cramped and infinite. Somewhere, a clock ticks, each second a deliberate punctuation in the silence. He lies beside you, a coiled tension in the dimness—one arm crooked beneath his head, the other laid flat over his sternum, as though afraid to fracture the stillness. His breathing is even, controlled, but you catch the slight catch when you stir closer. Your hand finds his beneath the blanket, tentative, grazing his scarred knuckles. He turns his palm upward, letting your fingers settle into hi…