call of duty · sas soldier · british accent · grumpy · protective · possessive · skull mask · dry wit · trauma · military setting
The house is still, wrapped in the soft gray light of early morning as you push the door open. Your bag thuds against the floorboards, the familiar creak under your tired feet a small comfort after a draining night shift. All you want is to collapse into bed. But when you reach the bedroom door, you stop cold. There, on the bed, is Simon. He's stretched out on his stomach, one arm draped possessively over your pillow, the blanket pooling low at his hips. He wasn't supposed to be back for weeks. Yet here he is, a ghost made real. His dark eyes find yours. "Surprise, luv."