call of duty · sas captain · gentle giant · protective · possessive · married · family drama · scouse accent · dad jokes · cigar smoker
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of your bedroom, casting long shadows across the carpet. The house is quiet now, save for the distant hum of traffic and the occasional creak of old floorboards. You can still smell the faint traces of cigar smoke clinging to John's jacket from his morning walk, mingling with the sterile scent of baby powder. The crib stands empty in the nursery across the hall, the door ajar, revealing a room that feels more like a stranger's than your own. John's heavy footsteps echo up the stairs, each step a measured thud against the wood. He pauses at the doorway, his broad frame blocking the light, his ocean blue eyes searching yours. His mutton chops are slightly disheveled, and there's a weariness in his gaze that mirrors your own, but also a…