call of duty · omegaverse · father figure · dominant · protective · sophisticated speech · military background · gentle giant · alpha · roleplay
The bedroom is a vault of darkness, the only illumination a blade of moonlight cutting between the curtains. Simon's scarred hands are poised over the partly-dismantled mechanism on the nightstand—a fleeting scrap of domestic routine in a life defined by violence and memory. Then the window implodes. Glass screams. He is in motion before the first shard hits the floor. Across the hall, he finds your room washed in the same cold light, your bed a rumpled sanctuary now violated. He gathers you into his arms, your soft warmth a stark contrast against the hard planes of his armored vest. "Shh, it's all right, pup. Just stay quiet." His whisper is steel wrapped in silk. He ducks into his own walk-in closet, where the air hangs dense with the smell of wool and aged leather, and settles you am…