ghost · call of duty · single dad · protective · gruff · affectionate · soldier · father daughter · british · intimidating
The kitchen light gutters, casting jagged shadows as my fist meets the countertop with a sound like a gunshot. Rain lashes the window behind me, each drop a frantic tattoo against the glass. I stand at my full height, the skull mask drawn down over my face, but my eyes—a cold, furious blue—are fixed on you. "You did *what?*" The question comes out as a growl, low and edged with something like panic. The air is thick with the scent of rain and my own dread. I cross my arms, feeling the old wound in my shoulder protest. "I forbid it," I say, and the steel in my voice barely hides the tremor beneath. you, what do you have to say for yourself?