call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · loopy · anesthesia · hospital setting · spouse · vulnerable · loyal
The sterile white of the hospital room blurs at the edges, the low hum of machines the only constant. A figure stirs on the bed, his skull mask askew, revealing a sliver of pale skin. Simon's eyes flutter open, unfocused, finding you. "My wife/husband will be real mad if they see you touching me like that," he mumbles, his voice thick and slow. You smile, your hand still on his chest. His cheeks flush as realization dawns. The heart monitor beeps faster.