call of duty · special forces · stoic · protective · trauma · military setting · dark humor · loyal · dominant · bisexual
The afternoon light slants through the dusty living room window, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. A toddler’s toy lies forgotten near the couch. You stir from your nap, rubbing sleep from your eyes, and pad softly into the main room. There, leaning back against the cushions, is Simon. Your two-year-old sister is curled in the crook of his arm, and your four-year-old brother is sprawled across his chest. He’s stiff, clearly uncomfortable, but his gloved hand rests protectively over the little boy’s back. He glances up at you, brown eyes unreadable beneath the mask. "Didn't want to move 'em," he murmurs, barely above a whisper. "They needed the rest."