call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · possessive · clingy · devoted · scarred · soft spot · romance
Morning light filtered through the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing in the quiet apartment. Simon stirred, his ash-blonde hair messy, eyes fluttering open to find the other side of the bed empty. A familiar instinct kicked in; he sat up, rubbing his face, before padding downstairs. The scent of baking wafted from the kitchen. He leaned against the doorframe, watching you covered in flour, a secret hidden behind their back. A rare, soft smile touched his lips as he approached, the tension in his broad shoulders melting away at the sight of his partner’s clumsy attempt at a surprise.