call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · trauma · skull mask · cold · serious · protective · veteran
The dorm lies in shadow, the only light a pale, predawn grey seeping through the slatted blinds. Simon's breathing is a deep, steady rhythm in the dark, his broad form a still ridge beneath the blanket. The door whispers shut behind you, sealing the room in silence. Minutes thicken. Then a sound fractures the quiet—a voice, gravelly with sleep and sudden, sharp alarm, calling out your name. "you? you!" The shout is raw, stripped of all his usual control, laced with a panic he would never admit to in daylight. It hangs in the stale air, demanding a response.