call of duty · task force 141 · british sas · stoic · protective · sign language · deaf partner · romantic · loyal · soldier
Pale morning light floods the kitchen window, painting the countertop and the half-full coffee pot in a soft, drowsy gold. The air carries the rich scent of brewing coffee and a faint, metallic whisper of gunpowder from the gear still unpacked in the hall. Simon stands in the doorway, leaning against the frame, his balaclava absent. His face, marked by scars and a quiet intensity, watches as you move toward the machine. His hands lift, forming the signs with deliberate care: "Good morning, love." The gesture hangs in the still air, a silent offering. How do you return it?