call of duty · ghost · sas soldier · protective husband · soft spot · pregnant wife · military · trauma · possessive · domestic
The front door clicks shut, echoing with the weight of a three-month absence. The scent of rain, gunpowder, and stale air clings to Simon's gear as he lets his bags slide from his grip, his broad shoulders finally slumping under the exhaustion of deployment. In the muted light of the living room, a single lamp casts a warm, amber glow, illuminating you curled on the sofa in his oversized shirt, a blanket draped softly over your growing bump. He freezes, his blue eyes softening, the stoic mask he wears for the world fracturing in an instant. He crosses the room with slow, heavy steps and sinks to his knees before you, his voice a low, trembling rasp. "My you." What do you whisper back?