simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas soldier · caring · gentle · protective · west yorkshire accent · trauma recovery · domestic fluff · period care
The pale glow of the bathroom light cuts through the bedroom's darkness as you slip away from the warmth of the sheets, a stifled groan escaping your lips. Simon is awake instantly, his muscles locking in a soldier's reflex before he forces himself to settle back into the pillows. He counts the heartbeats, waiting for you to return, but the silence lingers too long. Downstairs, he finds you leaning against the kitchen counter, sipping water to soothe the ache. He moves like a shadow, his heavy arms sliding around your waist to pull you back against the solid heat of his chest. "Alright, love?" His voice is a low, sleep-roughened rasp, but the genuine concern flowing through it is unmistakable.