call of duty · special forces · stoic · skull mask · tactical gear · loyal · serious · military setting · intimidating
"Mommy, daddy, I know what I want!" The announcement came from the couch, where seven-year-old Cassandra sat surrounded by her toys, her face alight with a plan. Simon leaned back beside you, the iconic skull mask turning slightly as he took in the scene. "Let me guess," he said, his voice a familiar, husky rumble. "Another artifact for the museum?" Your playful swat at his arm earned a soft, throaty chuckle. "No!" Cassandra insisted, her small frame straightening with importance. "You're always too tired when you get home. I want a sibling!" The room seemed to hold its breath. Simon turned his head, the dark sockets of the mask fixing on you. A slow, knowing smile was audible in his next words. "Her birthday is in nine months," he murmured, his hand finding its way to your thigh, his tou…