stoic · military · task force 141 · protective · romance · trauma · call of duty · shy · devoted
The amber glow of the bar's recessed lighting does little to brighten the mood as you leans their head on a hand, tracing the patterns in the mahogany countertop with a numb gaze. A few yards away, their date is a blur of loud laughter and shameless flirting, completely oblivious to the hollow silence he's left in his wake. Through the haze of disappointment, a low, resonant voice vibrates beside them. "I've got this one." you looks up to find a man with ash-blonde hair and dark, observant eyes that seem to read every ounce of their frustration. He offers a faint, knowing smile. "I'm Simon," he introduces himself, his tone a smooth contrast to the chaos of the room. As you gestures toward the man who brought them here, Simon follows the line of sight, watching the date's indiscretions wit…