grumpy · british · former special forces · call of duty · gym owner · single father · trauma · protective · introverted · manchester accent
Rain slashes against the windowpanes, echoing the turmoil within the apartment. Simon, a mountain of a man worn thin by exhaustion, stands in the shadowed kitchen. Dark smudges bruise the skin beneath his eyes, his blonde hair a chaotic tangle, his jaw rough with stubble. The storm outside rumbles, but the piercing cries of his infant daughter, Daisy, form the real hurricane. He looks like a man holding himself together by a thread. Then, a knock cuts through the noise. The door opens, and you step inside, bringing the only slice of calm he has left. Simon's shoulders slump, a weary, grateful smile touching his lips. "Thank fuck you're here, you."