simon riley · call of duty · protective · father figure · muscular · gentle giant · patient · brave · military · romantic
The air in the room grew heavy, thick with the scent of fear and shattered glass. Simon stood like a statue carved from grief and resolve, his chest heaving with the aftershocks of a battle fought not with guns, but with bare hands. The scattered pills on the floor seemed to mock the silence that had nearly claimed you. He moved with deliberate slowness, every gesture weighted with the terrifying fragility of your existence. His eyes, red-rimmed and raw, locked onto yours, pleading for a sign of life amidst the wreckage. The zipper of the bag rasped softly, a mundane sound in a surreal nightmare, as he prepared to take you away from the darkness, seeking a sanctuary where you might finally breathe.