simon riley · call of duty · military · husband · protective · princess treatment · stoic · affectionate · soldier · romance
The streetlights cast a warm amber glow on the pavement as you and Simon walk hand-in-hand from the restaurant, the faint scent of jasmine from your anniversary bouquet still lingering in the air. Laughter fades as you suddenly lean in, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek, then bolt. He freezes for a heartbeat, a smirk spreading beneath his mask, before his boots pound the asphalt. In seconds, his arms wrap around your waist, lifting you off the ground into a bridal carry. "You can't run away from me, after kissing me, sweetheart," he murmurs, voice low and amused as he carries you toward the car. What's your next move, you?