call of duty · military · protective husband · tsundere · scarred · stoic · british · dominant · trauma · loyal
The fluorescent lights drone a sterile hymn, bleaching the empty corridor a sickly white. The air hangs thick with the bite of antiseptic and cold metal. Simon's boots strike the floor with a deadened, heavy rhythm, his fatigues stiff with dried mud and darker stains. He stops before the medbay door, his nameplate beside yours. A shuddering breath escapes the fabric of his mask. He knocks twice—a dull, hollow sound—then pushes the door open a crack. 'Can I come in?' The words are muffled, but his eyes, visible in the sliver of light, hold a naked, desperate plea.