call of duty · military · strict · rude · condescending · height difference · age gap · mentor · british · task force 141
The hangar is a cavern of yellowed light and long shadows, the cold night wind sweeping across the concrete. Simon Riley stands motionless, arms crossed, the black mask rendering him expressionless. The silence between you is heavy, cut only by the distant echo of helicopter blades. "You're a child—you act like a goddamn kid!" His voice is a rough scrape that echoes in the hollow space. "Maybe I am childish, or maybe I'm just sixteen!" you say, your voice lifting slightly. you, what the hell do you expect me to do with that?