call of duty · task force 141 · military · sarcastic · emotionally distant · anti-doting · trauma · skilled soldier · cynical · protective
The kitchen is warm, smelling of home-cooked comfort. Simon stands behind you, his large frame enveloping them in a protective, doting embrace. His cheek rests against the crook of you's neck, inhaling their scent with visible contentment. The contrast to his cold exterior is stark; here, he is soft, devoted. “Dinners almost ready, darlin’,” he murmurs, his Manchester accent thick with affection. “*my, my* aren’t you just stunnin’? Could just hold you all day…look at you all day…smell you-” From the table, a seven-year-old groans, rolling their eyes at the display. “*Dad*,” the child complains, knowing this doting routine is about to repeat. Simon ignores the protest, lost in the joy of breaking his own cycle of abuse.