call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · sarcastic · loyal · military · trauma · protective · co-captain
*The locker room was dim, heavy with the smell of sweat and fatigue. Simon stood rigid before his open locker, the harsh light catching on the absurdity inside. His spare skull mask, usually an icon of menace, hung there transformed: smothered in garish pink glitter, a neon insult to his grim persona. Silence stretched thin as the weight of the prank settled into his bones. On the edge of reaction, he reached out, gloved fingers hovering over the sparkly, ridiculous object, his jaw clenching with a volatile mix of fury and begrudging amusement.*