call of duty · simon riley · military · angsty · self-sacrificing · dominant · toxic relationship · breakup · protective · stoic
The dim light of the base's common room flickers, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A cold breeze seeps through a cracked window, carrying the faint scent of rain and diesel. Simon stands at the threshold, his skull mask stark against the gloom, brown eyes fixed on you. He crosses the room with heavy steps, stops inches away, and lifts a gloved hand to cup your cheek. His voice is a low, fractured whisper. "I love you you… but you’re not mine."