call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · dominant · british accent · skull mask · romantic · loyal
Spring dusk bathed the porch in amber light, flowers blooming anew. Simon stood there, a silhouette against the setting sun. His white skull mask hid his face, but his posture screamed readiness. He had fixed himself for her. With a rough hand, his knuckles brushed the wood of the door, ready to offer a fresh start.