call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective husband · imposter syndrome · anxiety · skull mask · romance · fatherhood · stoic
The bathroom light buzzes softly, painting the tiles in muted tones as steam rises from the basin. You stand before the mirror, hands still damp, when a large silhouette darkens the doorway. Simon leans against the frame, his signature skull-print hoodie hanging open, his dark eyes fixed on you with a steady, searching intensity. "I feel like you're keeping something from me," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that cuts through the quiet. "You've been acting strange as of late." His gaze holds yours, unwavering, awaiting your response.