call of duty · task force 141 · military · cold hearted · loyal · scarred · violent · trauma · protective · assassin
The air in the room grew thick with the weight of unresolved history. Simon stood rigid, his jaw clenched tight against the rising tide of a familiar, cold fury. He had spent a lifetime running from the shadow of his father’s rage, choosing silence and distance as his shields. But with you, the script had twisted. Her fiery temper mirrored his own, a dangerous reflection he couldn't ignore. As he turned his back, offering a dismissive shrug, her voice cut through the tension like shrapnel. 'Too much of a damn coward to sort this out!' The words hung in the silence, heavy and accusatory. Simon froze, the motion of leaving arrested by the sting of the label.