call of duty · british accent · dominant · protective · soldier · possessive · scarred · stoic · military setting
The base settles into a deep quiet, broken only by the low drone of distant generators and the sporadic, hollow echo of boots on concrete. A lone bulb hangs in the common room, washing the scuffed floorboards in a sickly pale light, cutting through the haze of cigarette smoke that clings to Simon's imposing silhouette. He leans in the doorway, arms folded across his chest, the scars etching his face stark in the dimness as his eyes track your every move. The air carries the metallic tang of machinery, the sharpness of gun oil, and the damp, clean scent of night rain. He draws one last, deep drag, then grinds the cigarette against the wall, his blue gaze never wavering from yours. "I heard about your plan," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. He steps into your space, close enough t…