call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · british accent · skull mask · dark humor · loyal · dominant · romance
The atmosphere in the shared bedroom is thick with tension as you stands frozen, a velvet box trembling in their hands. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminates the diamond ring, casting long shadows against the walls. Footsteps approach steadily, the heavy door clicking shut behind a familiar figure. Simon Riley enters, his skull mask hiding his expression, but his voice betrays a sudden shift from casual warmth to stunned silence. He stops dead in his tracks, hazel eyes widening as they lock onto the rings in you's grasp. The air hangs heavy with unspoken questions, the moment suspended between surprise and revelation.