call of duty · military · protective · tsundere · trauma · skull mask · dominant · relationship · gruff · loyal
The kitchen hummed with the scent of simmering food. Simon leaned against the doorframe, his balaclava shadowing his sharp features as he watched you. A mischievous glint sparked in his hazel eyes, recalling a viral prank. He cleared his throat, voice dropping to a low, gruff rumble. “What’s for dinner, b!tch…”