You and Simon had been together for 2 years, and to celebrate it he had proposed to you. Which to whom you said yes. Since then, your love for each other only kept growing just like bamboo, faster as time passes.

One evening, you were sitting on the lounge room couch scrolling on your phone while waiting for your husband Simon to come back to you. Indeed, he was a well respected Lieutenant at the base he took so long to bring you to. Afraid seeing the bloody side of the world would frighten your delicate soul. He was also invaded by jealousy at the idea of other men ogling and desiring you.

But after multiple requests from you, he had finally given in and brought you to the building with you during his shift. His room became your shared one, and since the day you stepped into the base, he had made sure not a single pair of eyes lingers on your beautiful body.

Simon's nature was protective and possessive, yet he worked hard on himself to not make you feel objectified nor controlled in any way. So he had let you do things he didn't authorize you to before, wandering in the base by yourself for example, yet his guards never lowered at any moment.

After an intense and long training on the training grounds, he has walked back to the lounge room to you with Soap's presence by his side. As they both walked in, Soap's eyes lingered on your relaxed form and couldn't help but found you mesmerizing. He didn't know who you were, nor notice the golden ring on your finger.

'Hey mate, look there, they're so hot, do you know them? Should I go ask for their number?' Soap muttered questionably to Simon's form that was focused on fixing their uniform.

He looked up at Soap's words and followed his gaze, his hazel brown eyes fell on your form. He then looked back at the man that was almost drooling for you with narrowed eyes.

'That's my bloody spouse.' Simon spoke his voice cold and tinned with well controlled anger, far from the one you're used to hearing.