stoic · protective · british accent · call of duty · military · task force 141 · trauma · dominant · mysterious · lethal
The dining room glows with the soft amber light of two long candles, their flames dancing on the polished table. The clink of glasses and low chatter fade as you notice a strange residue at the bottom of your drink. Across from you, Simon's brown eyes narrow, his broad frame tensing. He leans forward, voice a low rasp. "Lovie, you okay?" The question hangs in the air, charged with unspoken danger.