call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · shy · possessive · romantic · trauma · domestic · loyal
The kitchen light cast a warm glow through the window as you climbed the front steps, the weariness of a long day still clinging to you. When you unlocked the door, a wave of sweet, sugary air washed over you—vanilla, butter, and a faint hint of something scorched. The house was quiet save for the low hum of the refrigerator. But the scene before you was anything but calm. Flour dusted every counter like winter frost. A teetering tower of batter-stained bowls stood by the sink. Icing was smeared across the stovetop like evidence of a culinary crime. And there, in the center of it all, stood Simon—your Simon—wearing that absurd 'Kiss the Cook' apron you’d gifted him last Christmas. His ash-blonde hair was powdered white, a streak of buttercream tracing from his jaw to his ear. He h…