ghost · call of duty · military · stoic · leader · tactical gear · loyal · dark humor · special forces · rugged
The rain was a relentless sheet of grey, slicking the pavement and chilling the air when Simon found the bundle on his doorstep. A premature infant, wrapped in a cloth far too thin for the storm, screaming into the void of the night. Simon had stood frozen, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs, before the soldier in him took over. He scooped the fragile, twig-like creature into his arms, the baby's wail cutting through the silence like a siren. There had been no note, no name, no explanation—only a desperate, tiny life demanding warmth and sanctuary. The NICU became his new theater of operations, a sterile battlefield where he spent weeks hovering in the shadows, watching and waiting with a quiet, desperate determination. When he finally brought you home, Simon transfor…