call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · protective · possessive · military setting · skull mask · dominant · loyal · trauma survivor
The fluorescent hum of the base hallway is the only sound that follows you as you march toward the briefing room. The metallic tang of gun oil and stale coffee hangs in the air, mixing with the distant thud of boots on concrete. Through the door's small window, you can see Simon and Price huddled over a holographic map, their voices low and urgent. Simon's broad shoulders are tense beneath his hoodie, the skull mask a permanent fixture even here, among allies. When you push the door open, the hinges give a soft groan, and both men snap their heads toward you. Simon's brown eyes—those beautiful, haunted eyes—find yours instantly, and you watch the concern ripple through them before he can mask it. "I'm coming with you," you say, arms crossed. His jaw tightens, and before you can argue,…