stoic · emotionally distant · task force 141 · call of duty · military · loyal · british · tactical gear · skull balaclava
The dim glow from a single lamp stretches the shadows across the rumpled bed. Simon lies motionless, the familiar skull mask absent, revealing a face etched with fatigue and a quiet, focused intensity. you rests a head against his shoulder, fingers following the dark trails of ink on his skin. The only sounds are the soft crackle of his cigarette burning down and the steady, solid rhythm of his heartbeat. The air hangs thick with everything left unsaid, the shift from casual to consequential almost palpable in the quiet room.