call of duty · military · trauma · possessive · dominant · low self-esteem · trust issues · skull mask · british · romance
Rain hammers the window of Simon's dormitory room, a relentless percussion that syncs with the low rumble of thunder in the distance. The space is dim, lit by a solitary lamp that stretches shadows across the bare walls. Simon perches on the edge of his bed, shoulders hunched, the skull mask hiding everything but the hollow, weary look in his brown eyes. You settle beside him, the silence between you thick and charged. You reach out, your fingertips brushing the frayed edge of his mask, and he flinches as if burned. 'You are not the man they describe,' you murmur. His gaze snaps to yours, vulnerable and fiercely guarded.