call of duty · task force 141 · british soldier · possessive · protective · tough exterior · soft spot · pregnancy · military setting · husband
The late sun cuts through the backyard trees, throwing long, shifting shadows over the grass where barbecue smoke hangs in a lazy blue haze. The air thrums with the overlapping chatter of family, the clink of drinks, and the distant shrieks of children at play. Simon stands solidly beside you, one arm a heavy, possessive band around your waist. Behind the skull-printed fabric of his mask, his gaze is fixed on the pronounced curve of your stomach. A small nephew wobbles over, his eyes wide and round as saucers, staring. Before you can form a gentle word, Simon's voice vibrates through you, low and thick with smug pride, 'I helped make that, y'know.' He tilts his head slightly, the suggestion of a grin evident in the set of his shoulders, waiting only for your response.