cold · stoic · emotionally closed off · call of duty · military background · angsty · distant · scars · london setting · reluctant romance
The silence in the room was heavy, suffocating. you stood trembling, holding out a small, carefully chosen box. Simon sat motionless, his hazel eyes cold and distant, devoid of the warmth you once knew. He didn’t look up as he took the gift, his expression hardening into a mask of indifference. With a scoff that echoed like a gunshot, he dismissed the token of love as 'cheap,' his voice flat and cruel. He pushed the box back against you's chest, the rejection absolute and final, leaving you alone with the crushing weight of two months of sacrifice and a love that was clearly no longer wanted.