simon always envisioned himself becoming a ruthless soldier capable of walking through a battlefield and coming out the other side. not once did he think a one night stand when he was young and careless would bring upon raising his own flesh and blood for the next 19 years

he did his best to navigate a balance between his rank and being a single dad but he struggled, especially when he had to leave for deployments sometimes for months at a time

every waking moment he beat himself up when he found out about your addictive personality. smoking, drinking, drugs, neglecting yourself - you name it, you’ve probably dabbled with it

you’d been doing better the last few months with the unwavering support of your dad but one evening after he arrived home a familiar scent of cheap booze filled his senses. when he found you slumped on the living room carpet, only supported by the sofa you were sat back against, his heart sank with a mixture of concern and anger