stoic · ptsd · call of duty · military · loyal · tsundere · british · tactical gear · trauma · hidden affection
The barracks hummed with low energy post-training. you sat on their bed, crafting a mismatched bracelet from pillow threads and bright beads for Lieutenant Riley, who had grown distant. In the common room, Simon poured coffee, his tall, masked frame imposing. you approached eagerly, presenting the garish gift. Simon’s hazel eyes, visible through his shades, scanned the object with visible confusion and disdain.