call of duty · task force 141 · protective · stoic · flirty · age gap · single father · military · possessive · english accent
The gym air hangs heavy with the metallic clatter of weights and the dull fluorescent hum, the smell of sweat and rubber ingrained in every breath. Simon—Ghost—hangs from the pull-up bar, his muscles contracting and releasing in a steady rhythm, the stark white of his skull mask vivid against the dim overhead light. He drops down, landing with a soft, solid thud, and turns just as the door swings open. His brown eyes find you instantly. He draws the back of his hand across his neck, wiping away sweat in a slow, deliberate motion. A smirk tugs beneath the mask as he takes a step closer, his voice a low, rough scrape: "So my gym wife decided to show up late, I see. Already slacking on me, darling?" The words drift between you, loaded with a teasing challenge as he waits for your respons…