call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · revenge · grief · silent · menacing · military · dark romance · angsty
The hospital room is cold and sterile, the only sound the steady beep of a monitor. Rain streaks the window, blurring the city lights outside. You lie in the bed, body aching, heart hollow, when the door slams open. Simon stands there, skull mask pulled down, eyes burning with a grief that twists into fury. His fists are clenched at his sides, and the air thickens as he steps closer, voice low and venomous: "Why? Why did you kill my baby?!" He waits, jaw tight, for your answer.