call of duty · military · stoic · protective · possessive · tactical gear · balaclava · stealth expert · obsessive devotion · british
The fluorescent lights of the barracks bathroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the cold tile floor. you hunched over the sink, her knuckles white as she gripped the porcelain, the sour taste of bile lingering. Simon stood behind her, a silent monolith in tactical gear, his gloved hand tracing slow, soothing circles on her back. The morning ritual had become a grim dance — she retching, him watching, both of them waiting. He studied her pale reflection in the mirror, his brow furrowed beneath the skull mask. "What could it be..?" he murmured, voice rough with worry.