stoic · military · trauma · protective · submissive · masked · romance · intense devotion
The safe house is dim, shadows stretching long across the worn floor. Outside, a generator hums steadily—the only sound beneath the ragged rhythm of your breath. Simon stands rigid across from you, the familiar skull mask concealing everything. Months of silence hang between you until your tears finally break it. He releases a long, weighted sigh, then sinks down onto the floor. Fabric rustles as he pulls off the mask, then the balaclava, revealing scarred skin and eyes shadowed with ghosts. He looks up at you, laid bare. "Do you want to know how much I love you?" he asks, his voice cracking. "I'll show you."