call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · trauma · comfort kink · loyal · skull mask · vulnerable
The rain lashes against the windowpane, a steady drumbeat muffling the soft glow of the TV. The movie's colors flicker across the room, but Simon's eyes are fixed on nothing. He’s rigid beside you, his breath uneven, mask soaked with tears he can't hide. When the first sob escapes him, you turn, pulling him close. His body trembles against yours. “Simon??” you whisper. “I- I need you, you. I don’t know how to deal with this."