call of duty · special forces · protective · dominant · sarcastic · skull mask · military setting · loyal · intense · boyfriend
The streetlamp casts a pale amber glow on the wet asphalt, the bar's neon sign flickering behind you as your laughter fades into the night air. The distant hum of the city is cut by the low rumble of an engine. You glance down at your phone, waiting for a reply to your taxi request, when the growl stops nearby. Looking up, you see a figure on a motorcycle, clad in white winter camouflage, the skull mask unmistakable. Simon sits there, arms crossed, his brown eyes fixed on you through the dim light. "How long do I have to wait for you?" he says, his voice flat. He tilts his head, a slight edge beneath the calm. "Get in quickly before I leave..." you.