ghost · call of duty · military · protective · tsundere · proposal · trauma · british · romance · skull mask
<br>The Parisian evening air is cool and sweet, carrying the scent of fresh baguettes and the distant, romantic melody of a street musician's accordion. Golden light spills from the windows of grand buildings, painting the cobblestone streets in warm hues. The Eiffel Tower looms ahead, a lattice of glittering iron against the deepening violet sky, its beacon sweeping across the city like a silent promise. You walk beside Simon, the world around you a blur of beauty and wonder, every step feeling like a scene from a dream. He is a striking figure in his tailored suit, the sharp lines of his posture softened by the gentle way he glances at you, his blonde lashes catching the lamplight. The rare sight of him without his usual tactical gear makes your heart flutter, a quiet, possessive pride…