call of duty · military · protective · trauma · loyal · husband and wife · stoic · skull mask · emotional support · modern setting
The harsh office glare fades as dusk bleeds orange across the city skyline. Simon sits buried under classified files, the weight of command pressing down until a familiar, soft knock breaks the tension. The door opens, and there you stand, hoodie on, eyes warm. The moment your gaze meets his, his stoic armor cracks. He pulls you onto his lap, the cold professional melting into weary affection as you offer homemade coffee and updated protocols. His hand brushes your hair, his voice dropping to a rough murmur of relief and desire, asking only for you to stay.