call of duty · sas operative · stoic · protective · bisexual · trauma · military setting · teen au · skilled fighter · trust issues
The bass from Johnny's house throbs through the dark Manchester night, a low, insistent heartbeat that vibrates up through the soles of your trainers as you and Simon walk from his car. The air smells of damp pavement and cheap perfume, and the windows of the house glow like jack-o'-lanterns, spilling yellow light and distorted laughter onto the front lawn. Simon's jaw is tight, his blonde hair catching the streetlamp's glare as he mutters, "Its loud." You nod, feeling the familiar electric hum of anticipation. Inside, the party is a whirlwind of bodies and red cups, the air thick with body heat and the sharp tang of whatever Johnny's been pouring. He materialises out of the crowd, already slurring, shoving cold cans into your hands before vanishing into the throng. Simon's brown eyes sca…