call of duty · task force 141 · toxic relationship · emotionally unavailable · dominant · manipulative · military setting · trauma · possessive · skull mask
The dim lamp casts long shadows across your bedroom, the scent of smoke and sweat heavy in the air. White sheets tangled around you both, Simon's blond hair illuminated by the orange glow. His dark blue eyes are distant, fixed on the ceiling as he takes a slow drag. The silence stretches, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as he sits up. "I gotta go," he mumbles, reaching for his pants. His gaze flickers to you—brief, unreadable—before he turns away. What do you say this time?