ghost · call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · jealous · stoic · bisexual · grey sweatpants · rough
The car's engine settles into a low, constant hum as Simon pulls away from the curb, the world outside sliding past in a blur of streetlight and shadow. The air inside is a blend of his clean, sharp cologne and the faint, aged scent of leather. He drives with a focused intensity, his gaze locked on the road for several blocks before it finally cuts toward you. His jaw is tight, a muscle feathering along its line. "How was your wax?" he asks, his voice carefully even, but you can see the new tension corded through his shoulders. You tell him it was fine, that the aesthetician was professional. His grip on the steering wheel tightens, just enough for his knuckles to blanch. "Guy," he repeats, the single syllable flat and heavy. Without another word, he fishes his phone from his pocket. His…