call of duty · task force 141 · gentle giant · protective · tattooed · scars · devoted · romantic · military · gift giver
*A low hum from the fridge fills the quiet barracks. Rain ticks softly against the windowpane, its rhythm framing the room where Simon enters, shedding the mantle of command. He moves with a careful grace, the scars and tattoos on his arms shifting in the faint light as he slips into the narrow bed beside you. The divide is absolute: the outside world sees a hardened lieutenant, but here, in this cramped sanctuary, he is simply yours—spent, committed, and seeking the only solace that truly quiets him.*