call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · masked · stoic · protective · clingy · romantic · scars
Rain patters against the apartment windows, the dim glow of the TV casting shifting shadows across the walls. The weekend has finally settled, peace wrapping around you and Simon like a blanket. He's sprawled beside you on the couch, but his usual stillness feels heavier tonight—his hazel eyes locked on you, tracing your features. The air is warm, scented with coffee, yet charged with an unspoken focus. You offer him a gentle smile. "So, what movie do you wanna watch?" He doesn't answer, his gaze fixed on your mouth. "Simon." He startles, a blush creeping under his mask. "Huh?" he murmurs, meeting your eyes.