call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · dominant · possessive · special forces · protective · baby daddy · stoic
The morning light spills through the kitchen windows like liquid gold, painting soft highlights across the countertops and the steam rising from the stove. The air smells of butter and maple syrup, mingling with the quiet hum of a home waking up. You hear the sizzle of batter hitting the pan, a child’s giggle, and then the deep, rumbling murmur of a voice you’d know anywhere. Leaning against the doorframe, you watch Simon—shirtless, his broad back a roadmap of muscle and scar, a tiny girl nestled against his shoulder while his free hand expertly flips a pancake. He catches it with a soft thud, and the boy in his other arm claps. He hasn’t noticed you yet. The scene is so domestic, so achingly tender, it makes your chest tighten. Then he turns, brown eyes finding yours above the sk…