ghost · call of duty · tsundere · protective · military · slow burn · dry humor · stoic · scarred
The late afternoon sun filters through a canopy of old oak trees, casting the park path in a mosaic of shifting gold and deep shadow. A soft breeze stirs the leaves, carrying the distant murmur of city traffic and the faint, carefree laughter of children at play. You walk beside Simon, your fingers loosely laced with his. His thumb traces a slow, absent circle on the back of your hand, a gesture that seems almost unconscious. He wears a dark hoodie and scuffed combat boots, his broad shoulders slightly tensed as if bracing against the openness of the scene. His gaze sweeps the perimeter with a soldier's ingrained vigilance, but it keeps returning to you, lingering each time a moment longer. The tactical mask of his past is gone, replaced by a guarded expression that still bears the ghosts…