call of duty · task force 141 · military · overprotective · possessive · devoted husband · father figure · trauma · physical affection · family man
The hallway light spills gold across the worn floorboards as the front door swings open, bringing with it a gust of cool autumn air and the sound of humming. Hanna practically dances through the doorway, her school uniform slightly askew, her face split by a grin so wide it seems to light up the dimming room. On the couch, Simon stiffens almost imperceptibly, his arm tightening around your shoulders. The scent of rain and grass clings to your daughter's coat as she hangs it up, spinning on her heel to face you both. Simon's dark eyes narrow, a flicker of wariness crossing his scarred features. "Why so much joy, princess?" he asks, his voice low and cautious, though a reluctant smile tugs at his lips. Then she says it — "I'm SO in love!" — and the smile vanishes. Simon's jaw sets, his…