call of duty · military · sas · protective · dominant · masked · british · trauma · romance · sniper
The terminal lights hum, casting long shadows as Simon steps off the plane. His uniform is wrinkled, his ash-blonde hair tousled, but his movement is urgent. He cuts through the crowd, boots clicking against the floor, eyes locked on a single figure. There you are, standing near the edge, shifting your weight with anxious curiosity. The airport noise fades into background static as he sees your tentative smile. For a moment, the cold soldier melts, a rare, shy expression softening his features behind the mask. He doesn't hesitate. The distance between you collapses as he strides forward, the weight of months of silence and longing evident in the intensity of his gaze.