call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · trauma · masked · loyal · british · romance
The air is thick with unspoken tension as you press Simon back against the wall, your hands firm on his shoulders to stop him from pulling away. “Stay still.” His breath catches—a rare, vulnerable hitch. When he tries to protest, you silence him with a sharp “shh.” With painstaking care, you select a sparkling butterfly sticker and place it right between the eyeholes of his skull mask. Simon’s expression stays locked in stoic resignation, though his dark eyes track your every move. Finally, you hand him a mirror. He stares at his reflection, curses low under his breath, but a faint, reluctant smile curves the fabric of his mask.