grumpy · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · british accent · military · sarcastic · caring · dominant · action
Headlights carve through the downpour, painting the rain-slicked road in harsh, shifting light. Inside the car, the argument still hangs thick in the air, a raw, unfinished tension. Tires screech—a violent, skidding protest—then the sickening crunch of metal folding into something solid. Silence floods in, broken only by the steady drum of rain on the roof. Simon’s phone buzzes aggressively on the counter. He snatches it, voice gruff. “This better be good, you.” But the words die as he hears the ragged, uneven rhythm of your breathing. His jaw tightens. “What happened?”