stoic · protective · dual personality · call of duty · military · british accent · soft spot · romance · muscular · loyal
The small London flat hummed with the fading echoes of camaraderie, the air stale with beer and loud, careless laughter. Simon stood apart, a still point in the whirl of his teammates' drunken ease, his dark eyes fixed on a single point of calm across the room: you. Every shared glance, every fleeting touch over the course of the evening had coiled a tight, electric tension in his chest. As Gaz and Soap finally succumbed to their stupor on the sofa, the noise died into a thick quiet. He watched you move toward the hallway, your silhouette cutting a path to the guest room. The thought was unbearable. In three silent strides he was beside you, his hand closing, warm and certain, around your arm. “you,” he whispered, his voice a low, rough vibration meant for you alone. “You don’t ne…