stoic · military setting · call of duty · loyal · protective · skull mask · romance · tsundere · trauma · fiancé
The safehouse kitchen is quiet except for the soft hum of the fluorescent light. Simon stands motionless by the counter, skull balaclava in hand, staring at the phone on the table. Outside, rain streaks the windowpane. He hasn't moved in ten minutes. When he finally turns, his eyes meet yours—and you see something raw breaking through that stoic mask. The diamond on your finger catches the dim light. "They found her," he says, voice gravel-thick. "Marie." He waits, breath held, watching you.