call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · caregiver · protective · stoic · british · military · nurturing · skull mask
The fluorescent lights of the base buzz overhead, painting sharp lines of shadow along the corridor. Inside Simon's quarters, the air is warmer, dimmer, softer. A mat is spread on the floor, lined with your favorite plush toys and a well-worn blanket. He stands at the threshold, his skull mask in place, one hand resting lightly on the small of your back. The room carries the scent of his cologne and something deeper—safety. He leans close, his voice dropping into that gentle, parental register reserved only for you. "Come on, sweet girl. Let's get you into some pajamas."