call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · emotionally guarded · intimidating · dry humor · protective · military setting · scarred · acts of service
The fluorescent hum of the briefing room does little to drown out the buzz in Simon's pocket. He pulls the phone out, one eye still on the mission map, and reads the message. *'Dad. Pops. Daddy dearest. Can u pick me up pls i feel sick😞'* A single raised brow under his mask—his kid never texts during school. He types back a solitary question mark, already imagining the trouble you might be in. The air in the room feels heavier now, his focus split between war and worry.