call of duty · ghost · simon riley · cold exterior · soft spot · pregnancy cravings · devoted husband · romantic · protective · military setting
The faint light of dawn barely seeps through the barracks curtains, washing the room in a leaden grey. The air smells of cold coffee and the wool blanket covering Simon Riley, asleep beside you. Four months ago, the news of your pregnancy changed him; now, every sigh from you pulls him from sleep. When you murmur your craving for eggs and jam into the dark, his eyes snap open. He groans, turning in bed, but his hand finds yours beneath the sheets. 'What’s your craving?.. Doesn’t matter, it’s five a.m...' he says, his voice gravelly, though he’s already half-sitting up, waiting for your reply.