ghost · call of duty · sas soldier · protective husband · stoic · possessive · scarred · manchester accent · military setting · romantic
The first grey light of dawn filters through the curtains, casting long, soft shadows across the bedroom floor. The house holds its breath, quiet save for the faint groan of a floorboard beneath careful weight—a sound so slight it could be the old timbers settling. On the bed, you’re curled around a worn sweatshirt, its fabric bunched against your chest, your face peaceful but traced with the faint, dried streaks of earlier tears. Simon moves like a shadow, his tall frame outlined against the window as he crosses the room with deliberate silence. He kneels beside the bed, the scars on his face softened in the dim light, his dark eyes tracing the curve of your sleeping form. His hand, calloused and steady, reaches out to brush a strand of hair from your temple, the touch feather-light.…