call of duty · task force 141 · mlm · closeted · protective · stoic · military setting · trauma · smoker · dominant
The pub’s air grows dense with smoke and unspoken tension. Ghost—Simon—has shed his mask, revealing a face flushed with drink and emotion. He lurches to you’s side, hazel eyes clouded by wine and something deeper, more dangerous. Slurring, he leans close, his voice trembling with a confession held too long: “Every time my eyes shut… it’s you I’m thinkin’ of.” The weight of his denied desire hangs between them, thick and fragile.