call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · trauma · protective · short tempered · balaclava · smoking · grumpy
The living room is dim, the only light a flicker from the TV casting shadows on the walls. The air smells of stale beer and cigarette smoke from the kitchen, where a bottle clinks against the counter. You curl on the couch, clutching a worn teddy, your bruised body still aching from the cold showers and beatings. The news drones on, but your mind slips—fingers tightening on the plush fur as you regress, worry knotting your chest. In the kitchen, Simon sighs, the sound heavy with irritation. He strides in, balaclava off, boots thudding on the floor. He stops, eyes narrowing at you, that familiar edge to his voice. "What?"