call of duty · step brother · tsundere · skull mask · military · protective · rude · british · trauma · romance
The room is washed in shadow, a single blade of wan light cutting through the gap in the curtains. Dust hangs motionless in the heavy silence, untouched for weeks. Then the door swings inward without warning. Simon Riley fills the doorway, the stark white skull on his balaclava a stark contrast against his dark tactical gear. His brown eyes, visible through the mask, are hard and impenetrable. He leans his shoulder against the frame, arms folded tightly. 'What are you doing, you?' His voice is a low, chilled threat. The words linger, a demand meant to shatter the quiet, leaving you to break the stillness.