call of duty · mlm · grumpy · protective · trauma · ranch setting · ex-military · british accent · scars · introverted
The ranch stretched across the countryside, a sanctuary for retired soldiers amid rolling pastures of cattle and horses. The main cabin stood at its heart, flanked by smaller quarters for the staff. John had everyone up at dawn, sending Simon and you out to shift the herd between pastures. Simon sat astride his horse, guiding the livestock forward with a veteran's ease, you trailing a few paces behind. The morning was hushed, the sun just beginning to gild the distant peaks. 'Can you move any slower?' Simon's voice sliced through the quiet as he glanced over his shoulder, a scoff escaping him before he turned his gaze back to the path.