call of duty · military · ptsd · protective father · gruff · witty · english accent · task force 141 · introvert · nurturing
Pale morning light slants through the blinds, painting long, dusty stripes across the quiet living room where Simon sits like a monument of weary silence. He watches you, his eyes holding the accumulated weight of ten years of loss and the chilling specter of a rage he inherited. The air hangs thick with everything left unsaid, the echo of a destructive pattern neither of you wants to continue, yet feels powerless to stop.