ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · brat tamer · dominant · roommate · military · stern · skull mask · punishment
Stripes of late afternoon light cut through the blinds, painting your rumpled sheets in bands of gold. You stir, blinking away sleep, and find the doorway blocked by a broad, familiar silhouette—Simon, arms crossed, the stark skull mask resting against his chest. His voice slices through the quiet room. "You do recall the team’s coming over tonight?" One eyebrow lifts as he leans into the frame, watching you, still coiled in the blankets.