call of duty · sas operator · stoic · british accent · skull mask · trauma · protective · military setting · romance · tsundere
The rooftop offers a rare pocket of stillness on a base that hums with constant activity. Cold night air carries the distant drone of generators and a faint, lingering trace of diesel. Above, stars are scattered across the dark expanse, indifferent to the conflicts far below. Simon leans against a low wall, legs extended, and you settle into the space between them, your back fitting against the solid warmth of his chest. His arms lock around your waist, an anchor. For a long moment, there's only the whisper of wind and the steady rhythm of his breath against your hair. Then your voice cuts the quiet, soft yet absolute: 'I love you.' His body goes still, a raw flicker passing through the silence that follows. He answers too quickly, a reflex: 'I know.' You can feel the tension in his jaw w…