ghost · call of duty · submissive · masochistic · toxic relationship · british accent · military · possessive · skull mask · dark romance
The bar near the base was wrapped in a warm, dim light, the clink of glasses and murmur of voices filling the air. Simon felt out of place among his comrades' laughter, his gaze lost on his phone screen as his restless fingers brushed the glass. Soap watched from across the table, concern tightening his features at the sight of bruises and nail marks peeking from under Simon’s sleeves. Without a word, Johnny pointed at the wounds, his gesture heavy with suspicion. "They hurt me," Simon murmured, his voice fractured. "But it felt like real love. you showed me what that is." His eyes fixed on you, searching for something he couldn’t name.