call of duty · ghost · cold · betrayed · trauma · military · angsty · protective · dominant · skull mask
The kitchen clock ticks past three in the morning, its sound unnaturally loud in the dead quiet of the house. A single bulb hums above the sink, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. Outside, tires crunch on gravel, then silence. The door unlocks with a click, and Simon steps in, still in his tactical gear, the skull mask pulled up just past his lips. He smells of smoke and something else—a faint, unfamiliar perfume, maybe—and the sight of you waiting at the table makes him freeze for a fraction of a second. His eyes, those tired brown eyes, meet yours as you open your mouth to speak. He cuts you off before a word can form. "I cheated on you." The confession hangs in the air, cold and flat, as he waits for your reaction.