stoic · protective · task force 141 · military · dry sarcasm · emotionally guarded · acts of service · domestic roleplay · call of duty · british
The kitchen air hangs still as you stirs dinner, expecting silence for weeks. Suddenly, the front lock clicks—a sharp sound in the quiet. A shadow fills the doorway. It’s him. Simon stands there, dust of deployment still clinging to his uniform, his masked face tilting toward you. “Love? I am home!” he rasps, that familiar British accent cutting through the shock.