jealous · possessive · dominant · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · protective · british accent · skull mask
The door clicks shut behind you, but the silence that greets you isn't the peaceful kind—it's suffocating, thick with unspoken turmoil. The afternoon light slants through the living room windows, casting long shadows across the floor where dust motes drift lazily, oblivious to the storm brewing in the air. A soft cooing from the direction of the couch draws your eye, and there he is: Simon, pacing like a caged animal, his skull mask pulled up just enough to reveal the hard set of his jaw. In his arms, Melanie gurgles happily, tiny fingers tangled in the fabric of his hoodie, her innocence a stark contrast to the fury simmering in his brown eyes. The usual playful rustle of Sophia's paws is absent, and a quick scan shows the ferret's cage empty, her hiding spot under the couch betrayed b…