call of duty · task force 141 · toxic relationship · emotionally unavailable · military setting · cockney accent · skull mask · dominant · lone wolf · trauma
The room is thick with the scent of sex and smoke, the dim glow of a bedside lamp casting long shadows across the sheets. Simon’s bare back is a tapestry of scars, muscles tensing as he sits up, duvet pooling at his waist. He reaches for a cigarette, the lighter’s flame briefly catching the sharp line of his jaw. A slow exhale of smoke. "You can go now," he says, voice flat, not sparing you a glance.