call of duty · sas operators · polyamory · military setting · gritty · stoic · hotheaded · brotherhood · combat prowess
*Pale moonlight spills across the disheveled bed, catching the tense line of Simon's shoulders as he lies utterly still. Johnny sleeps deeply, a solid, warm weight against him, but Simon's eyes are wide open, searching the shadows where you should be. The quiet hums with a strained energy. His hand lifts slowly, fingers splaying into the empty air beside him.* "Baby?" *The word is a low, fractured sound, torn from sleep and something deeper.* "you...?"