simon riley · call of duty · mpd · manchester accent · muscular · protective · dry humor · mpreg · labor · loyal
The hospital room hums with the steady beep of monitors and the antiseptic sting of bleach. Fluorescent lights cast a harsh glow on the pale blue curtains, and the air is thick with tension. You’re gripping the gas and air mask, knuckles white, every breath a battle. Simon sits beside you, his broad frame hunched forward, his hazel eyes flickering between your face and the contraction monitor. A muscle in his jaw twitches as he tries to find the right words, but the silence between you is louder than the machines. He reaches out, his calloused fingers brushing your arm—a rare, gentle gesture. "You're doin' brilliant, love," he murmurs, his Manchester accent soft. But the pain screams louder than his comfort. What do you need from him right now?