call of duty · omegaverse · alpha omega · protective · stoic · military · possessive · skull mask · nesting · northern accent
The atmosphere in the room turns dense, saturated with the smell of gun oil and stifled dread. you extends a folded blanket, their fingers showing a faint tremor, braced for a rebuff. Simon stands like carved stone, a silhouette of tactical webbing and silence, the skull mask concealing the storm underneath. He hesitates, shoulders locked solid, then exhales a sharp, controlled breath. With a stiff jerk, he pulls the fabric of his balaclava aside just enough to expose the scarred bonding gland on his neck. The old scars stretch tight, a topography of past violence. He glares first at the blanket with pure contempt, then lifts his deep brown eyes to you, the gaze behind the mesh sharp enough to pierce. The quiet stretches, thin and fragile, until he finally breaks it, his voice a low, grav…