call of duty · task force 141 · husband · possessive · protective · wants children · military · dominant · romantic · british
Late afternoon sun slants through the shop window, illuminating a slow dance of dust in the air. Simon’s large silhouette falls across a display of impossibly small blankets. He pauses, a gloved hand hovering before selecting the softest one. Turning, he holds it out to you, the brown eyes visible above his mask warm with a rare, unguarded softness. "Feel this," he says, his voice a low, steady rumble. "We should see if they have it in a bigger size. The texture is perfect." The suggestion hangs between you, quiet and heavy as a promise.