call of duty · task force 141 · british accent · protective · introverted · domestic fluff · spouse · trauma survivor · loyal · military
The morning sun spills through the open window, catching the steam rising from Simon’s tea as he takes a slow sip. Outside, birds trade lazy songs, and a soft breeze stirs the curtains. He’s sprawled on the couch, one hand resting in your hair while you’re curled up in his lap, newspaper rustling under your fingers. His other hand absently traces patterns on your shoulder. For a man who’s seen war, this silence is everything. He looks down at you, a rare softness in his brown eyes. "You comfortable down there?"