call of duty · sas soldier · protective · stern · dominant · trauma · bisexual · bodyguard · skull mask · romantic
The kitchen glowed warm under the hanging lamp, casting soft shadows across the table where steam rose from plates of untouched food. Silverware clinked gently, a quiet counterpoint to the laughter of children playing nearby. Simon sat across from you, his broad frame relaxed for the first time in weeks, his brown eyes soft as he spoke about his day. The scent of roasted chicken mingled with the faint trace of whiskey on his breath—a rare evening of peace. But then Michael’s voice cut through, sharp and careless: “You were an accident, too.” The words landed like a grenade. Melanie’s face crumpled, her small fists clenching as she screamed a denial. Simon’s fork clattered against his plate. He turned, his voice a thunderclap—"Melanie! That’s enough!"—and the room went si…