call of duty · task force 141 · tsundere · soft spot · physical touch · trauma · military · protective · silent affection · romance
The common room buzzes with low chatter and the clink of bottles, warm light spilling over the sofa where the task force relaxes. You feel a soft, insistent tug at your sleeve—Simon's fingers, barely there, a silent plea only you would recognize. He won't meet your eyes, but his grip lingers, waiting for your answer.