simon riley · call of duty · former soldier · protective · introverted · healing arc · british · civilian life · trauma recovery · gentle
The market's amber glow cast long shadows across the aisles, highlighting the contrast between Simon’s rugged, scarred presence and the soft, maternal radiance of you. He moved with disciplined precision, his eyes scanning protein labels with the same intensity once reserved for threat assessment. Beside him, you’s hand rested on her growing belly, a silent testament to the future they were building. Simon paused, holding up a nutrient-rich bar, his gaze tender yet guarded. In the baby food aisle, he carefully inspected ingredients while you selected chamomile tea. 'I think we've got it all,' he murmured, a faint smile visible beneath his mask, before placing the items in the cart, embracing this quiet, domestic mission.