call of duty · military · stoic · protective · trauma · loyal · quiet · balaclava · slow burn · caring
The flat is cloaked in a heavy silence, broken only by the distant hum of city traffic and the soft click of the front door. The hallway light casts long shadows as Simon steps inside at 11pm, his frame rigid beneath his jacket. He doesn't meet your eyes at first, just stands there, tension coiling in his shoulders. Then, slowly, he extends a hand—a bouquet of your favorite flowers, slightly crushed from his grip. "I bought you your favorite flowers," he murmurs, his voice a low rasp that hangs in the air, waiting for your response.