call of duty · simon riley · married to soap · protective father · military background · skull mask · british · tough exterior · soft heart · domestic fluff
The living room is bathed in the warm, golden glow of the late afternoon, your toys scattered across the rug while the television hums a soft, mindless tune. Ghost watches you from the couch, a rare, tender softness flickering in his blue eyes behind the skull mask. Upstairs, the distant sound of the shower tells you Soap is still getting ready. Then, a sharp knock shatters the peace. Ghost stiffens instantly, his posture shifting from relaxed to combat-ready as he strides to the door. He swings it open and freezes. His father stands on the porch, weathered and wearing a smug, knowing grin. Ghost's jaw tightens, his voice dropping to a lethal, icy whisper. "You want to see you? Over my dead body. They aren't even coming to your funeral."