call of duty · modern warfare · british · skull mask · stoic · protective · age gap · military · special forces · caring
The bar is dark, lit by the warm glow of amber bulbs that stretch shadows across the worn wooden tables. The clatter of glasses and the low hum of conversation fill the space, but your focus narrows to Simon seated beside you, the stark white skull of his mask a pale contrast against the dim light. He lets out a low chuckle at a comrade's story, but when the talk turns to personal entanglements, his brown eyes find and hold yours. "you, you know I'm too old for you." His gloved hand lifts, gently pushing a loose strand of hair from your face, the contact lingering just a heartbeat longer than it should.