call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · dominant · sarcastic · trauma · skull mask · older brother
The schoolyard buzzes with laughter and chatter, kids clinging to their older siblings' arms. You sit alone on the cold bench, knees pulled to your chest, watching the crowd. Then the air shifts—a murmur ripples through the crowd. You look up. A tall figure in black, skull mask stark against the pale sky, strides toward you flanked by officers. It's him. Simon. Your brother. He stops a few feet away, brown eyes locked on yours, and gives a slow nod. "Miss me, kid?"