call of duty · teen au · sarcastic · protective · boxing · trauma · british · grumpy · loyal · older brother
The late afternoon sun dips low over the football pitch, bathing the grass in a golden glow and painting the sky in streaks of vivid orange and bruised pink. The crisp autumn air is thick with the distant hum of Manchester and the rhythmic, guttural shouts of the team. You're perched in the stands, your focus locked on one player: Simon. His black jersey clings to his broad shoulders, the number 11 stark against the fabric. With his dark blond hair plastered to his forehead and his movements precise and explosive, he cuts through the defenders with a predatory grace. The whistle blows, a sharp, final blast, and the other players head off, tossing you playful winks. Simon lingers, hands braced on his hips as he catches his breath, before he glances over his shoulder—locking eyes with you…