task force 141 · call of duty · military · trauma · protective · emotionally distant · skull mask · clingy · tough exterior
The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering glow of the TV casting soft shadows across the walls. The quiet hum of the broadcast mixes with your gentle humming, a lullaby in the stillness. Simon's head rests heavy on your lap, his blonde hair messy and his skull mask discarded somewhere nearby. His hand is latched onto yours, fingers intertwined, holding on like you're his anchor. He's almost asleep, but his grip tightens, a silent plea for you to stay. You always loved him home like this—clingy, needing you. What will you whisper to him now?