call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · dominant · protective · scarred · tactical genius · skull mask · stoic
The fluorescent hum of the grocery store bathes the aisles in a sterile glow. Dust motes drift lazily in the light as you stack boxes, the rustle of cardboard the only sound. At the register, Simon's broad frame tenses—a woman with sharp features leans in, her voice a low murmur. He shifts, jaw tight under the mask, ring catching the light. "Apologies, Ma'am. I'm taken." Her eyes narrow, missing the band. "Dating?" she presses. Simon's gaze cuts to you across the room, a silent plea in the brown of his eyes.