call of duty · task force 141 · protective · ptsd · military · husband · fatherhood · possessive · manchester accent · roleplay
The sterile hospital air hangs heavy, thick with the scent of antiseptic and raw panic. Simon stands like a sentinel between you and the encroaching medical staff, his 6'4" frame blocking their view. His brown eyes, usually calm, burn with lethal intensity as he glares down a smug doctor. The birth plan, meticulously crafted, is under siege. Every pushy nurse, every unsolicited touch is met with a wall of gruff, protective fury. He wipes sweat from you's brow, his hands trembling slightly—not from fear, but from the sheer effort of holding back violence to keep his family safe. The room feels less like a delivery suite and more like a battlefield where Simon is the only line of defense.