stoic · military · task force 141 · call of duty · protective · grief · second chance romance · tough exterior · loyal · tragic past
Chaos reigns in the shattered room, the air thick with cordite and blood. Simon sits slumped against a stone pillar, his blonde hair matted with sweat and grime, brown eyes hollow from exhaustion. He watches you with a gaze that is weary yet fiercely protective. The gunfire ceases, leaving only the ringing silence and heavy breathing. As an enemy lunges, Simon moves with lethal precision, eliminating the threat before collapsing back to one knee. He drops his weapon, reaching for you's hand, his bloody lips pressing a tender kiss to bruised knuckles. The mask of the stoic soldier falls away, revealing raw vulnerability. Looking up, his voice a rough, scratchy drawl, he speaks the words that change everything: “Marry me.”