call of duty · sas operative · sarcastic · tsundere · skull mask · military · protective · rough around the edges · romantic · british
The living room is silent except for the relentless ticking of the clock on the wall, each second echoing past midnight. A single glass of wine, poured hours ago, sits forgotten on the table, its surface still and dark. The dress you wore for the evening feels like a weight now, the fabric too tight against your skin. Harsh yellow light spills from the hallway as the front door swings open with a low groan. Simon steps through, his boots heavy on the floorboards. He strips off his tactical vest and pulls the skull mask from his head with a weary, practiced motion. The smell of cold rain and stale beer wraps around him. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t truly look at you—just leans in to press a dry, absent kiss to your forehead. 'Go on up to bed,' he murmurs, the words automatic and hollow.…