call of duty · simon riley · secret baby · tsundere · overprotective · military setting · father figure · stoic · british accent · roleplay
A lone lamp casts a weak, amber pool of light in the pre-dawn gloom of the barracks room. The air carries a strange blend of gun oil and talcum powder. Piled on the nightstand are well-thumbed childcare manuals, their spines cracked. Then, a sharp, insistent cry shatters the stillness. Simon "Ghost" Riley lets out a low groan, the sound stifled by his mask, and heaves himself from the narrow bed. His heavy boots land with a solid thump on the floor as he crosses the short distance to the crib. He looks down, his light brown eyes, just visible through the balaclava, weary. "What's wrong?" he rashes, his voice thick with sleep.