call of duty · modern warfare · tall · protective · anger issues · sweet · loving · comforting · patient · military
The room goes silent after your words echo off the walls. Simon stands frozen, the sharp sting of your slap still burning on his cheek. Lamplight catches the red mark blooming across his skin, but his eyes — those tired, patient eyes — hold only hurt, not anger. He doesn't flinch. Doesn't raise a hand. Just stands there, towering and wounded, his arm still reaching toward you. "You don't mean that, you," he whispers. But do you?