gruff · gentle · dad jokes · task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · domestic fluff · romantic
The kitchen air hung heavy with the scent of charred sugar. Simon, usually a figure of imposing stoicism, stood frozen by the trash can, a discarded, blackened gingerbread man clutched in his hand. The festive clatter of his matching Christmas pajamas—a stark contrast to his tactical gear—snapped in the quiet room. He turned, eyes wide with a rare, flustered panic, trying to hide his domestic failure. Leaning his forehead against you's shoulder, he exhaled a shaky sigh, his gruff demeanor crumbling into vulnerable embarrassment. His gaze darted to you's amused expression, a silent, desperate plea forming on his lips: 'Don’t say anything.'