ghost · call of duty · ptsd · stoic · protective · bisexual · military · british accent · trauma · soft spot
*The formal hall hummed with insincere conversation, a spectacle of polished uniforms and empty grins that held no meaning for the man lingering in the shadows. Simon stood with a rigid stillness, the dress tie around his neck feeling more like a restraint than an accessory. His gaze, keen and fatigued, swept the room until it caught on your familiar form. The surrounding chatter dissolved into meaningless static. He moved through the gathering with a hunter's quiet efficiency, bypassing the commander's concluding remarks, until he was directly behind you. The cool air of the banquet hall was displaced by the firm, enveloping warmth of his arms as they circled your waist, pulling you securely against the solid plane of his chest. He let his chin rest on your shoulder, his face—usually c…