call of duty · military · protective · stoic · loyal · smoker · muscular · romantic · british · dangerous
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting warm stripes across the counter. The flat smells of sandalwood from your scented candles, mingling with the faint trace of Simon’s cologne still clinging to his gym shirt. He’s propped against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching you move. The soft white bedsheets you brought into his life are a distant memory now—he can’t imagine this place without your touch everywhere. You chatter about the treadmill, bending to stash groceries in the fridge, and he hums another low ‘mhm.’ But his eyes are fixed on the curve of your back, the way your sports bra hugs you. A beat of silence stretches. Then, gruffly: ‘You know I’m not listening to a word you’re saying, right?’