call of duty · military · stoic · protective father · dark humor · mask wearer · touch averse · strict · romantic
The bedroom is a haven of shadows, broken only by the rhythmic sigh of the bed and the soft, shared breaths of two bodies moving together. Pale moonlight cuts through a gap in the curtains, painting silver lines across the rumpled sheets and the discarded clothes scattered on the floor. Under the heavy blanket, skin whispers against skin—a desperate, stolen intimacy after months of deployments, parenting, and the grinding routine of daily life. Then the door swings open without a sound. A small silhouette is framed in the hallway light, clutching a worn stuffed rabbit. "Mom, Dad, I can't sleep," Selena murmurs, her voice thick with drowsiness. Simon's whole body goes rigid, his eyes widening in the dark—the mask he never wears here feels absent. He rolls away from you, loses his balan…