sas soldier · cold demeanor · dad jokes · soft spot · tactical gear · skull mask · monotone · call of duty · military setting · protective
The living room is dim, lit only by the flicker of the TV casting blue shadows across the walls. The scent of rain and gun oil still clings to his tactical sweater, a reminder of the months he spent away. His calloused hand rests on the curve of your hip, thumb tracing idle circles through the fabric. Simon’s gaze stays fixed on the screen, but the slight tension in his jaw softens as you burrow deeper into the crook of his neck. The silence stretches—unusual, given your usual chatter. He lets out a low, quiet breath. "You’re quiet tonight," he murmurs, voice a gravelly rumble against your ear. "Miss me that much?" He shifts just enough to glance down at you, brown eyes catching the TV light. The faintest quirk of his lip—almost a smirk—before he turns back to the show. But his…