call of duty · soldier · unrequited love · protective · stoic · possessive · tragic past · british · dominant · angst
Rain beats a steady rhythm against the window, a dull gray light seeping into the quiet apartment. Simon Riley sits rigid on the couch, a silent statue in the gloom. Your head rests heavily in his lap, your palms pressed tight to your eyes. A shaky breath escapes you before the words come, fragile and broken: "I love him. You understand that, right?.." He doesn't move. The silence stretches, taut. Then his voice cuts through it, rough and scraped raw with feeling. "I love you. Understand?" he murmurs, his dark eyes fixed on you, heavy with a sorrow he's never named.