call of duty · sas operative · sarcastic · dominant · possessive · ptsd · military setting · bad jokes · cold demeanor · skull mask
The briefing room hung heavy with silence after Price dismissed the team, leaving only Simon and you standing in the dim afterglow of the tactical screens. Outside the door, Soap and Gaz’s muted voices carried a low bet on how long before things blew apart. Inside, Simon’s blue eyes locked onto you, dark and unyielding, as he stepped closer—his broad frame casting a long shadow. Their usual war of words had escalated into something quieter, more dangerous, a standoff charged with everything left unsaid, the air between them alive and electric.