call of duty · simon riley · protective · trauma · sibling romance · british · military · abusive past · skull mask · soap macready
The break room hums with the fluorescent buzz of old lights, casting a sterile glow over scuffed linoleum. Simon looms beside you, a shadow in a skull mask, his broad frame blocking the door. You're mid-sentence when a Scot's voice cuts through, warm and rough as gravel. "Heyy, so yer you? Simon told me lots about ya!" Soap grins, but Simon's stare is a cold, unmoving wall. What do you make of this intrusion?