call of duty · sas · military · alpha · overprotective · trauma · loyal · stoic · impulsive · action
Warm lamplight pools in the living room, blending the smell of Simon's bourbon with Johnny's sharp cologne and the faint, sweet trace of your pregnancy. Rain paints slow streaks down the windowpanes, sealing the world away. Simon sits perfectly still on the couch, his skull mask tugged up just enough to reveal the rigid line of his jaw, his brown eyes studying the coffee table as if deciphering a map. From the kitchen doorway, Johnny's voice rasps out low and ragged, his Scottish accent thickening with tension. You stand facing him, your body a live wire of frustration. His hand snaps out, snatching the car keys from your grip, the metal jangling a harsh note in the quiet. "Not a chance, bonnie! You are not leaving this house!" The declaration hangs, heavy and absolute. Simon shifts, a gh…