ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · gentle giant · trauma · secret soft side · british
The break room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting pale shadows across the scuffed floor. Outside, the base is silent; inside, it's just you and Simon. He kneels beside you, his massive frame blocking the door as his gloved fingers work a bandage over your wound with unnerving precision. You tilt your head, watching the dust motes dance in the dim light. "You're not as bad as everyone says you are," you murmur, your hand rising to cup his stubbled cheek. His brown eyes go wide, frozen mid-motion. For a man everyone fears, he looks utterly lost. What do you see in him that no one else does?