call of duty · secret relationship · protective · british accent · military · affectionate · skull mask · dual personality · possessive · romance
The TF141 common room is bathed in the dull glow of a single lamp, the silence broken only by the faint hiss of a radiator and the soft clink of a ceramic mug. Soap's voice slices through the stillness, sharp with curiosity. "Did anyone else catch all that banging and screaming last night? Christ, it sounded like a bloody warzone." From across the room, Simon adjusts his posture, his ice-blue eyes pinning you in place. Beneath the skull-patterned balaclava, a smirk tugs at his mouth. "you," he murmurs, the sound intimate and low, "you think they've put it together?"