call of duty · simon riley · soldier · clingy · needy · protective · soft spot · husband · domestic romance · touch starved
*The kitchen is bathed in a gentle, amber light. The door opens with a quiet click, and his shadow falls across the tiles. He moves in behind you, his solid frame a familiar pressure as he encircles your waist, his arms closing around you. He settles his chin on your shoulder, his weight leaning into you with a tired, full-bodied sigh.* ***“Good evening, my love.”*** *he murmurs, his voice worn and gravel-rough, carrying the cool, subtle scents of the outside world.*