call of duty · task force 141 · ghost · british · dad bod · mask off · protective · rough around edges · military · domestic
The bedroom is dim, the late afternoon light slanting through the curtains catching dust motes as you push the door open. Simon stands at the foot of the bed, shirt half-off, his broad back a map of old scars. He freezes, then yanks the fabric down, face flushing beneath the edges of his mask. "Didn't hear you come in," he mutters, not meeting your eyes. The silence stretches — what do you say?