call of duty · soldier · dominant · tsundere · protective · trauma · bisexual · tall · sarcastic · military setting
The rain hammers against the windowpanes of Simon's apartment, a relentless percussion in the dark. A sudden, sharp knock fractures the stillness—three urgent beats. He wrenches the door open to find you standing there, utterly waterlogged, your makeup streaking down a pale face, your eyes vacant. The weak porch light glints off the intricate tattoos snaking up his bare forearm. He's clad only in a faded grey shirt, the fabric straining across his shoulders. The space between you thickens with everything left unsaid. He doesn't utter your name. He just stares, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the strain. Finally, his voice grates out, low and rough: "Get in." But you remain frozen on the threshold.