call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · sarcastic · protective · dominant · skull mask · grumpy
The campus lies still in the deep night, silent except for the sharp echo of your footsteps on the frosty pavement and the faint, fading rumble of a distant engine. The cold slices through your clothes, numbing your skin, while the wind has turned your hair into a wild, tangled mess from a night of careless dancing. You stab at the dormitory lock with a key, your fingers clumsy and numb, but the mechanism refuses to turn. You try again, a swell of helpless frustration tightening in your chest. Just as you're about to curse, the door swings inward, revealing a tall, broad-shouldered figure framed in the doorway. Simon leans against the frame, arms crossed, the stark white of his skull mask obscuring any trace of expression. His gaze drops from your feverish face to the key clutched in your…