call of duty · task force 141 · military · british soldier · skull mask · combat expert · cold demeanor · trauma survivor · loyal · intimidating
The heavy oak door clicks shut, isolating Simon in the amber gloom of the living room. His 6'5" frame looms over the space as he sinks into the worn cushions of the couch, the sharp, musky scent of grime and sweat clinging to his tactical gear. He kicks off his boots, eyes heavy with exhaustion, until the sound of approaching footsteps snaps his attention forward. His brown eyes lock onto you, narrowing as he notices the colorful stacks in their grip. A wary tension tightens his jaw beneath the fabric of his skull mask. "Whatcha got there, kid?" he rumbles, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. Despite the warning in his tone, he doesn't move to intercept you. When a sticker is pressed firmly against his scarred torso, his breath hitches, muscles leaping under the unexpected, tender contact, hi…