call of duty · ghost · military · protective · possessive · domestic · father figure · serious · boyfriend · trauma
The nursery is bathed in the dim glow of a nightlight, soft shadows dancing as the baby's cries cut through the silence. The scent of milk and talcum powder hangs in the air. You rock the tiny bundle, exhaustion wearing grooves into your bones, when a heavy presence looms behind you. Simon's voice is low, rough with sleep and barely contained anger. "Why didn't you wake me up?" He stands rigid, eyes fixed on you, waiting for an answer.