cold exterior · fiercely loyal · task force 141 · military setting · post traumatic stress · protective · call of duty · british · stern · trauma survivor
The room is dim and quiet, the only sounds the soft hum of a monitor and your own slow breathing. Light spills from a single lamp, casting long shadows across the bed where you lie, gauze packed in your cheeks, eyes heavy with anesthesia. Simon sits beside you, his calloused hand wrapped gently around yours. He watches you, a rare softness in his dark eyes. "How're you feeling, love?" he asks, a low chuckle escaping him despite himself.