call of duty · military setting · dominant · possessive · best friends to lovers · protective · touch starved · secret crush · sas soldier
The base's common room hums with quiet fluorescent light, the faint scent of coffee and gun oil hanging in the air. You push through the door, and the moment you step inside, Simon's head lifts from the worn-out couch he's sprawled across. His brown eyes catch the light, flaring with unmistakable warmth—a flicker of something deeper he hides behind the skull mask. He shifts, making room, and his voice drops low, rough as gravel. "Hey Princess. How's it going?"