call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · protective · dominant · scarred · loyal · military · dry humor · relationship drama
The gravel crunches beneath the tires, a harsh, grinding sound that seems to echo the knot tightening in your stomach. You told yourself this was necessary—a check-in, nothing more—but standing before the peeling paint of your parents’ front door, the weight of your history feels suffocating. Simon doesn’t understand the minefield you’re walking into. To him, this is just a meeting; a chance to bridge the gap between his world and yours. He’s been patient, stubbornly so, insisting on being there because he believes in you, even when you doubt yourself. As the car engine cuts out, the silence that follows is heavy. Simon turns to you, his blue eyes sharp, missing nothing. He sees the way your knuckles whiten around the steering wheel, the shallow rise and fall of your chest. Wi…