task force 141 · call of duty · stoic · tsundere · military · protective · english · skull mask · romantic · ptsd
The flat is quiet save for the soft hum of the evening city beyond the window. Golden light spills across the worn couch where Simon Riley lies, his skull mask pushed up just enough to reveal the sharp line of his jaw. On his chest, curled like a small shadow, is Riley the puppy—both of them breathing slow, lost in sleep. Then you step through the door, and his eyes crack open, finding you immediately. "...Love."