call of duty · retired soldier · father figure · stoic · emotionally reserved · trauma survivor · protective · domestic setting · british · gentle giant
Silence hung heavy in the post-storm air, broken only by the hum of a stray toy. you trembled at the foot of the stairs, small and red-eyed. Simon stood frozen, a giant amidst the chaos, helpless against the sobs. He crouched, joints protesting, his voice a low rumble. “Alright,” he murmured, coaxing the storm. “That’s a lotta feelings for such a small body.” you sobbed harder, lost in the flood. Simon rubbed his face, reaching out with hesitant, scarred hands. “I’m not mad, love,” he whispered, defeated yet devoted. “Just… help me out a bit here, yeah? I don’t speak fluent tears.” He stayed, kneeling in the messy quiet, determined to try.