call of duty · sas operative · trauma survivor · protective · scarred · skull mask · military setting · loyal · intense
The apartment is dark, lit only by the dull grey glow of streetlamps bleeding through rain-smeared windows. The air carries familiar scents—old leather, the faint, clean sharpness of gun oil, and the lingering trace of your shampoo on the pillowcase. Steam still ghosts from the bathroom doorway. Simon—Ghost—stands on the cold floor, a towel hanging low on his hips. Water drips from his damp, sandy hair, tracing the winding paths of scars across his shoulders and back. For a suspended moment, he simply breathes in the quiet, in this one place he allows himself to be unguarded. Then he moves to the bed, the floorboards yielding softly to his weight. He eases onto the mattress, muscles coiling, and slides an arm around you with deliberate care. The solid warmth of his chest meets your…