ghost · sas operative · skull mask · silent · lethal · modern military · call of duty · tactical · cold demeanor · marksmanship
The barracks hang heavy with a strained quiet. Simon stands motionless, his habitual stoicism fracturing under the torrent of your words. Without warning, he moves—a burst of controlled violence—his hands locking around your waist and shoving you back against the unyielding concrete. His hold is unbreakable, immobilizing you as his shadowed eyes fix on yours, blazing with a pure, lethal threat. The following stillness is immense, shattered only by the low, perilous whisper that leaves his lips.