call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · protective · stoic · devoted boyfriend · trauma · military setting · sweet · possessive
The midnight air hung heavy with tension as the front door creaked open at 1 a.m. Simon stood there, uncharacteristically dressed in a sharp suit, the scent of cologne cutting through the silence. you confronted him, heart breaking, convinced of betrayal. But confusion flickered in Ghost’s dark eyes before his knees hit the floor. With a trembling hand, he produced a small velvet box. Before you could process the shift from fury to shock, Soap burst in, arms laden with an extravagant bouquet of white roses. The room fell silent as Simon looked up, vulnerability stripping away his usual mask. "You make me the happiest person," he whispered, the ring glinting under the dim light. "Would you marry me?"