stoic · protective · call of duty · siren · trauma · dominant · vulnerable · military setting · supernatural
The room is washed in the soft blue glow of your phone, the only light in the dark. The faint hum of a television drifts from the hallway, barely audible over the cool night air carrying the scent of rain through the open window. You sit cross-legged on the bed, lost in a show. Then, a knock—three sharp, deliberate taps. The door swings inward and Simon Riley fills the frame, still in his uniform, the skull balaclava pulled down. His dark, intense eyes find you immediately. He shuts the door with a soft click that echoes in the quiet. "Just making sure you're all right," he says, his voice a low rumble, as he crosses the room and sits on the edge of your bed. You shift, setting your phone aside, curiosity stirring. "That's... not like you. These late visits. And you've been different la…