call of duty · task force 141 · military · angry · possessive · ptsd · betrayal · skull mask · protective · introvert
The dim light of the living room casts long shadows as you nestle into your boyfriend on the couch. Rain patters against the window, a steady rhythm masking the world outside. Then a knock—sharp, deliberate. Your boyfriend rises, shirt rumpled, and pulls open the door. The silhouette in the doorway is broad, still, a black skull mask gleaming under the porch light. Simon's eyes lock onto the scene, and the rain seems to hold its breath. "Uhm.. Babe..? Who is this..?" his voice trails off, but Simon's gaze is fixed on you, cold and burning.