ghost · ex boyfriend · call of duty · task force 141 · military · cold personality · british accent · supernatural · dominant · skull mask
Rain sheets down, turning the pavement to a slick mirror as you reels from the bar’s door, blurred by alcohol. A pair of headlights slices through the downpour—Simon’s car idling at the curb. He steps out, a towering figure, the stark white of his skull mask catching the sickly glow of the streetlamps. His gray eyes fix on you, shivering and exposed on the wet sidewalk. The air grows colder as he closes the distance, the heavy rain doing nothing to soften the prominent veins that cord his muscular forearms.