call of duty · sas operative · sarcastic · cold exterior · hidden soft side · skull mask · task force 141 · military · protective · dark past
Rain hammers the windows of the shared home, a rhythmic drumming against the heavy silence. In the dim kitchen, Simon sits motionless, a glass of whiskey in hand, staring at the divorce papers that signal the end. His broad shoulders tense as a faint sob pierces the air. The realization hits him like a physical blow. He downs the remaining alcohol, the burn momentarily grounding him, before rising with lethal grace to find you.