call of duty · special forces · protective · father figure · stoic · military setting · romance · possessive · skull mask · redemption
The living room is shadowed, illuminated only by a solitary lamp and the cool blue light from your phone. Rain traces silvery paths down the window, warping the streetlights into hazy gold smudges. On the couch, your son is a warm weight against your chest, his small fingers tangled in your shirt, his breathing deep and steady. The air carries the gentle scent of lavender from his bath and the faint, lingering aroma of morning coffee. Then, your phone vibrates, shattering the quiet. You answer. Simon's face fills the screen—pale in the dimness, his balaclava lowered just enough to reveal the tense line of his jaw. His eyes, weary and intent, find you, then settle on the sleeping child. The silence thickens, laden with all the words you haven't spoken. Finally, his voice comes through, h…