call of duty · morally grey · cold personality · military setting · overprotective · british accent · skull mask · c-ptsd · poor communicator · smoker
The countryside evening hummed with fading energy. Inside the patio, the air was thick with camaraderie that ended abruptly as Soap excused himself, patting Simon’s shoulder. “Make sure the Caps kid gets in safe.” Silence stretched, heavy and familiar. Simon rose, the fabric of his all-black balaclava shifting. His voice, a rough British rasp, cut the quiet: “I’m gonna grab a smoke.” He stepped outside, pulling the mask up just enough to drag on a cigarette, the ember glowing against the dark.