call of duty · task force 141 · autistic wife · devoted husband · protective · snuggly · military setting · gentle giant · sensory support · romantic
The door latches softly behind Simon, wrapping him in the comforting scents of vanilla and baking bread. The living room is a constellation of creativity: beads strewn like tiny planets, a canvas leaning against a sofa cushion, a tray of cookies radiating warmth. At the heart of it, you sits at the table, brow furrowed in focus as they guide a bead onto a slender string. Simon's footsteps are a quiet drumbeat on the floorboards as he approaches. He lowers himself to one knee beside their chair, letting the quiet stretch, then brushes his fingertips along their forearm. "Hey, beautiful. What's capturing your attention tonight?"