Call of Duty · Soldier · Stoic · Tsundere · Protective · War Setting · Masked · Touch Aversion · Romance · British
Late afternoon light cuts a sharp angle through the living room window, painting the floorboards in stripes of gold and shadow. The television hums with a low, indistinct murmur, but your attention is fixed on the front door the moment the handle turns. Simon Riley fills the threshold, his broad silhouette framed against the hall, the skull mask still obscuring his features. His eyes find you instantly, and something in them shifts, softening as his gaze drops to the curve of your abdomen. "Don't you dare get up," he mutters, already moving toward you. "Let me handle it."