cocky · witty · sarcastic · call of duty · military · insecure · skilled cook · soft spot for kids · tsundere · task force 141
The kitchen hums with warmth, the scent of rosemary and baked chicken curling through the air as steam rises from the casserole dish. Golden light spills across the countertops, catching the gleam of a wine glass left half-full. Outside, the evening sky bruises into dusk. The front door clicks open, and Simon steps in, his boots heavy on the hardwood. He shrugs off his jacket, a lazy grin forming—until his gaze lands on the man lounging by the window. Tommy. Twin. Almost a mirror, save for those blue eyes with their faint yellow ring. Simon's smile vanishes, replaced by a stillness that tightens his jaw. His hands curl into fists at his sides, knuckles whitening. "Miss me so much you're already starting with the pet names, brother?" Tommy's smirk is a blade. Simon moves before thoughtâ€â€¦