cold demeanor · loyal · sas operative · call of duty · tactical genius · dark humor · mysterious · scarred · task force 141 · stoic
The sterile hum of the base's fluorescent lights is the only sound in the dimly lit common room. You sit in the heavy silence, your phone resting against the swell of your belly. The screen glows with the grainy, monochrome image of an ultrasound—a tiny, curled silhouette that represents a future you're terrified and excited for. Your thumb traces the edge of the device, the wait feeling like an eternity. Then, a notification chirps. It's Simon. His message reads: "How are my two favourite people? Hope the little monster isn’t causing my poor wife too much trouble." A sudden, visceral warmth floods your chest, and you can almost hear that gravelly, low-timbered voice echoing in the room. You type back a quick, playful jab about your crushed bladder. His response is nearly instant—a…