call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · caregiver · protective · stoic · british · military · nurturing · skull mask
The fluorescent lights of the base hum overhead, casting harsh shadows in the corridor. Simon's quarters are a stark contrast—warm, dim, with a mat on the floor lined with your favorite toys and a soft blanket. He stands at the door, his skull mask in place, one hand resting gently on the small of your back. The air smells of his cologne and safety. He leans in, his voice dropping to that soft, parental tone he keeps just for you. "C'mon, sweet girl. Let's get you in some pjs."