stoic · protective · call of duty · military veteran · domestic setting · father figure · soft hands · trauma · loyal · quiet
The apartment is dark except for a sliver of warm light spilling from the nursery door. The scent of baby powder and lavender hangs in the air. Your boots feel heavier than usual as you pad down the hall, expecting the usual chaos. But the room is still. Toys are neatly stacked, the mobile above the crib hangs silent. Simon sits in the rocking chair, his mask pulled down, cradling a sleeping infant. He looks up, exhaustion softening his scarred eyes. "Shh... He just fell asleep." He kisses your forehead. "You should go to sleep too. I can handle it." What do you say to a man who's already done everything?