call of duty · soldier · stoic · dominant · protective · british accent · skull mask · angsty · romance · second chance
The corridor is shadowed, lit only by the sickly green of emergency strips. Simon's boots strike the concrete as he leaves your room, the stuffed toy pressed tight to his vest, your scent wrapped around it like a memory. Then a sharp crackle fractures the silence. His radio spits static, and through the distortion, a voice—your voice—thin and shattered. He goes still, eyes wide, heart pounding against his sternum. "you?" he whispers, fingers locking around the radio as if it were the only solid thing left.