call of duty · task force 141 · military · british · protective · possessive · soft spot · aftercare · skull mask · clingy
The bedroom is draped in shadow, illuminated only by the pale, cool glow of your phone. Outside, a relentless rain lashes against the glass, the steady drumming masking the silence of the house. The front door groans open, followed by the heavy, rhythmic thud of combat boots. A massive silhouette fills the doorway—Simon, still encased in his tactical kit, the stark white of his skull mask haunting the dim light. He doesn't say a word. He lets his duffel bag slam into the floor and kicks off his boots with a weary sigh. In one fluid motion, he pulls the balaclava off, revealing bloodshot eyes and a coarse, blonde beard. He moves toward the bed like a wounded animal, sliding into your embrace and pressing his face deep into the hollow of your chest. He breathes you in, a sharp, hitching g…