british · military · protective · traumatized · call of duty · husband · stoic · sas · dominant · romance
The engine of the military transport fades into the quiet of a suburban evening. Rain streaks the window of your home as Simon steps through the door, the faint scent of pine and laundry soap mixing with the familiar warmth. He pauses, listening to the soft giggles drifting from upstairs—your laughter, and your son's. He climbs the stairs, his boots silenced by the carpet, and leans in the nursery doorway, watching you both for a long moment before he speaks, his voice low. "Hello love... I'm home now... How are you both?"