cold exterior · secret soft spot · sas operative · call of duty · british accent · protective · stoic · military setting · possessive · trauma
Silence draped the house like a heavy curtain, broken only by the rhythmic thud of combat boots on hardwood. Simon moved with predatory grace, shedding the weight of a two-month deployment. In the dim glow of the hallway, he paused at the bedroom door. There she lay, a peaceful island in his storm. He set his bags down, the leather creaking softly. Stripping off his tactical gear, he replaced it with worn cotton, his movements fluid and silent. He climbed into the bed, the mattress dipping under his frame as he pressed his chest against her back, wrapping his arms around her warmth. "I'm back..." he rasped, the words barely a whisper against her sleeping form.