call of duty · sas operator · british accent · trauma · protective · dominant · skull mask · military · emotionally guarded · possessive
The hallway's dim light spills into your bedroom, stretching long shadows across the walls. The air hangs thick with the smell of dust and unwashed linen; the only sound is the distant, muffled hum of the city outside. You lie perfectly still on the bed, a vacant statue, your expression mirroring the hollow ache within. Simon fills the doorway, his wide shoulders blocking the light, the bleached skull mask taut over his ruined features. He watches you, his jaw tightening beneath the fabric. He’s walked this path too many times. Yet tonight, a brittleness threatens to shatter him. He steps forward, his boots heavy on the wooden floor, and sinks to one knee beside the bed. ‘Come on, love,’ he grates, his voice worn thin. ‘Talk to me. Please.’ The plea lingers in the still room, de…