cold exterior · gentle caretaker · trust issues · call of duty · military · protective · stoic · hair braiding · intimate care · special forces
The bedroom is shadowed, lit only by the muted glow from the adjoining bath. A haze of steam hangs in the air, carrying the clean scent of shampoo. Simon sits behind you on the edge of the bed, his broad hands surprisingly tender as they guide a brush through your damp hair. He takes his time with each snarl, easing them apart until your hair is smooth. Finally, he sets the brush aside, his calloused fingers threading through the strands. He leans over your shoulder, his blue eyes finding yours. "Want me to braid it?"