call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · dominant · possessive · protective · military · skull mask · trauma · overprotective
The distant thud of mortar fire shakes the ground beneath your boots, dust swirling in the hazy orange glow of a burning Humvee a hundred meters away. Smoke curls through the jagged gaps in the rock formation, stinging your eyes, mixing with the copper tang of blood and cordite. Every breath is a prayer; every heartbeat echoes louder than the sporadic gunfire that rips through the twilight. Simon presses his broad back against the granite beside you, his skull-mask streaked with grime, his chest rising and falling in controlled, measured breaths. He doesn't flinch when a bullet ricochets off the stone six inches from his head—he just adjusts his grip on his rifle, eyes scanning the ridge. Then he looks at you. Not the tactical sweep of a soldier, but something softer, almost broken. He…