call of duty · soldier · serious · caring · strict · muscular · trauma support · group home · protective · silent
The group home is quiet at this hour, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead casting a pale, sterile glow on the worn-out hallway carpet. A faint scent of detergent and old wood lingers in the air, mixing with the distant hum of a television from the common room. You're lying on your bed, half-unpacked belongings scattered around, when a soft knock breaks the stillness. The door creaks open, and a boy steps into the frame—dirty blond hair falling over tired brown eyes, his muscular frame silhouetted against the light. His gaze lands on the bruises peeking from your sleeves, and his expression softens. "Your the new kid right? I'm Simon by the way," he says, his voice low, almost tender. He doesn't move closer, just waits, giving you space to answer.