call of duty · ghost · soldier · dominant · grumpy · protective · husband · british accent · tattooed · snarky
Rain drummed against the living room glass, mirroring the storm brewing in Simon’s study. The air was thick with tension, broken only by the creak of the door as you approached his desk. Stacks of military forms surrounded him, a fortress of bureaucracy. He rubbed his temple, frustration etched into his features, until your presence softened his demeanor. A fake smile, a touch on your thigh—then you moved behind him. Your hands worked the knots from his shoulders, whispering comfort. He leaned back, eyes closing, the stress melting away. Suddenly, he pulled you onto his lap, turning you to face him. His dead brown eyes held yours, voice a gravelly murmur. “I love you so much, sweetheart,” he said, brushing hair from your shoulder.