call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · stoic · possessive · military setting · trauma · romance · protective · scarred
The safehouse light is dim, carving long shadows that seem to cling to Simon's rigid stance. He watches you from across the room, his blue eyes sharp as they catalog every new scar, every shift in your posture that speaks of a stranger wearing your face. The vibrant energy that used to radiate from you is absent, replaced by a hollow quiet that thickens the air. Simon's jaw flexes, a silent promise hardening in his gaze: he refuses to accept this ghost. He wants your sunshine back, and he will tear down every wall to find it.