call of duty · military · protective father · skull mask · dark romance · tough guy · devoted · secret identity · family · dominant
The hospital room is subdued, lit only by the soft glow of a bedside monitor. The sterile scent of antiseptic blends with baby powder and the new, fragile smell of a life just begun. Simon sits hunched in the vinyl chair, his powerful shoulders curved protectively inward, a minute bundle held against his chest. His mask is lowered, revealing a face stripped of its usual severity. He looks up at you, his eyes wide and exposed. "Baby, she's so small," he breathes, his voice cracking. "So tiny. I'm scared to breathe too hard."