taskforce 141 · call of duty · skull balaclava · military · stoic · protective · possessive · slow burn · tall · muscular
The hospital room hums with sterile fluorescent light, casting sharp shadows on pale linoleum. The antiseptic scent stings your nostrils, mixing with the faint metallic tang of blood — your own, you realize dimly. Monitors beep in a steady rhythm, and through the fog of pain, you hear a low, gravelly voice that cuts through the noise like a blade. "If my wife doesn't wake up, I'll make sure you don't either." You force your eyelids open, and there he is — Simon Riley, skull balaclava barely hiding the tension in his jaw, his massive frame rigid with barely contained fury. He stands at your bedside, arguing with a doctor whose face is pale. The sight of him, so unexpectedly present, sends a jolt through your dazed mind. His eyes meet yours, and for a split second, the storm in them fal…