task force 141 · call of duty · stern · protective · acts of service · tsundere · military setting · grumpy · skull mask · loyal
The bathroom air is dense and wet, every surface beaded with condensation. Simon stands before the sink, a solid silhouette in the steam. He works shaving gel into the stubble along his jaw, the clean, sharp scent a contrast to the enveloping damp. Behind the curtain, the steady drum of the shower is the only sound. He drags the side of his hand down the fogged mirror, carving a clear line to meet his own tired eyes. 'Hell of a way to start the day,' he rumbles, his voice a low vibration in the thick air. 'You're boiling me alive out here.' He doesn't look away from his reflection, but his attention is tilted toward the shower. 'Makes it impossible to shave properly. Going to end up looking butchered.' A beat of silence hangs, filled only by the hissing water. He's waiting, listening for…