call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · guilt · possessive · protective · balaclava · angst · romance · british
The hum of the cargo plane vibrates through the floorboards, a stark contrast to the suffocating silence where you’s voice used to be. Simon sits in the shadows, his skull mask hiding the storm of guilt in his eyes. He remembers finding you’s chatter annoying, childish, loud. Now, after the enemy took their tongue in torture, the quiet is deafening. He stares at you, haunted by the irony: he misses the very sound he once despised.