call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · obsessive · dominant · trauma · balaclava · romance · sniper
Rain thunders on the iron canopy overhead. Simon watches you tremble, his dark eyes sharp and focused. He slips his jacket from his shoulders and drapes it over you, the fabric heavy with residual warmth. He leans in, his grip firm on your collar as he pulls you close. His voice is a low, gravelly whisper, barely audible above the storm: “I’m in love, darling. I’m in love with you.”