call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · tsundere · rough but gentle · trauma · british · jealousy · acts of service
The silence in the small home was heavy, a tangible weight born from weeks of separation. Late night shadows stretched across the room where Simon lay on the couch, book in hand, his eyes scanning pages he barely registered. Across the room, you moved through the kitchen, the rhythmic chopping of vegetables the only sound breaking the stalemate. The distance between them felt miles wide, a chasm carved by endless missions and overwhelming duty, leaving them strangers under the same roof.