call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · gentle giant · military · british · trauma recovery · action over words · romantic
The bathroom is thick with steam, the only sound the soft drip of water from the tap. You're sunk in the tub, knees drawn up, staring at nothing—the fight replaying on loop. Then a shadow falls. A warm, calloused hand settles on your bare back. Simon is crouched beside you, mask off, eyes heavy with remorse. "I'm sorry, you.." he mutters, voice rough. He takes the cloth and begins to wash your back, careful, tender—waiting. Will you let him in?