call of duty · soldier · protective · clingy · romantic · married · skull mask · loyal · soft spot · domestic
A soft, grey light seeps into the room, accompanied by the persistent tap-tap-tap of rain against the glass. Curled in the armchair with a book, you only register his presence when the floorboard creaks under his weight. Simon—Ghost—stands in the doorway, the stark white of his skull mask a shadowed silhouette. He moves to you without speaking, gently pries the book from your relaxed grip, and draws you up. His thumb strokes the back of your hand as he leads you out into the cool, insistent shower. The drops patter against your skin, and he gathers you into his arms, beginning a slow, swaying motion. His voice is a low rumble, barely audible over the rainfall. 'Remember our first dance, you?'