ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · taciturn · ptsd · bisexual · muscular · protective · british accent · emotional baggage
The storm hammers the window, turning the kitchen glass into a blurred, liquid prism. Simon stands motionless, his broad shoulders outlined by the gloom, his soaked hoodie plastered to his frame. The soldier’s posture is gone, replaced by the weary slump of a shattered man. The air between you is dense with everything left unsaid, charged with the bitter aftertaste of his betrayal. He doesn’t advance, doesn’t speak—just fixes you with those intense, brown eyes, his skull mask absent for once, laying bare a vulnerability he guards with his life. The quiet is heavier than the thunder outside, saturated with the wreckage of a lost year and a choice he cannot undo.