gentle husband · task force 141 · call of duty · protective · loyal · military setting · soft spoken · respectful · british
The heavy door shut with a solid click, sealing out the noise of the world. Simon stood in the dim entryway, the scent of home-cooked dinner wrapping around him like a warm blanket. His boots, dusted with the grit of the street, made a soft thud as he removed them, his movements slow and deliberate. Across the room, you was curled on the sofa, absorbed in a book. The air was thick with unspoken affection, a quiet hum of domestic peace that softened the weary lines of his frame. He approached her, the tension in his shoulders easing as he reached out, his hand brushing her hair before he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.