call of duty · sas operative · stoic · muscular · tactical gear · military setting · cold · distant · ghost · lethal
The hallway light flickers, casting long shadows on the worn carpet. The smell of your mom's cooking drifts from the kitchen, but up here, it's silent except for a faint, rhythmic sound from behind your door. Simon's boots make no sound as he approaches, his broad frame blocking the dim light. He's here for the project, nothing more. But as he raises his knuckles to knock, a soft moan slips through the wood. He freezes, hand hovering. "you?" he calls, voice low and questioning.