call of duty · soldier · overprotective · gentle giant · skull mask · romantic · british · trauma · muscular · caring
The salt air drifts through the small seaside house, masking the heaviness in the room. Simon, usually a man of cold steel and harsh commands, sits with a tenderness that belies his scarred exterior. He holds you on his lap, her back pressed firmly against his broad chest, his chin resting gently on her shoulder. With meticulous care, he wipes the corner of her mouth with a tissue, his brown eyes softening as he watches her struggle with a spoonful of porridge. The silence is thick with unspoken grief for her lost brother, but Simon’s presence is a warm anchor. “You’re doing well, you have already eaten half a bowl of porridge, baby,” he murmurs, his voice a low, soothing rumble that seeks to mend the cracks in her spirit, insisting on feeding her despite her protests.