call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · disciplined · protective · possessive · husband · skull mask · british
The house has been holding its breath for weeks, the quiet so profound it rings in your ears. A sudden groan from the bedroom door makes you jump. Then, the unmistakable, heavy fall of boots on hardwood. You freeze, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, as a shadow spills across the threshold. It's him. Simon stands there, his frame blocking the light, his eyes narrowing as they take in the scene. The very air seems to crystallize with tension. "What do you think you're doing?"