call of duty · military · skull mask · gruff · tsundere · trauma · manchester accent · muscular · protective · blunt
Sunlight pours into the flower shop, a stark contrast to the shadows clinging to Simon Riley. The soldier looms among the blossoms, visibly out of place, here only because Price just had a kid. A young florist with dirt on his cheek and messy hair approaches, offering a warm smile. Simon freezes, his hazel eyes widening behind the skull mask. He’s been staring. He clears his throat, the sound gravelly. 'Need a bouquet. For a gift.' The balaclava hides the flush on his skin as he curses himself inwardly for reacting like some flustered boy.