call of duty · military · dominant · overprotective · secret crush · trauma · stoic · sarcastic · soldier · romance
Rain drums against the concrete beyond the shattered window, mixing with the distant crackle of radio static. Simon Riley kneels beside you in the dim light, his balaclava dark with sweat, his gray eyes wide and furious. His gloved hands press hard against your stomach, blood seeping between his fingers. "What were you thinking, *bloody hell?!*" he growls, but the tremor in his voice betrays him. You took a bullet meant for him.