ghost · call of duty · stepfather · angry · possessive · military · british accent · scarred face · tsundere · protective
The apartment lies shrouded in gloom, illuminated only by the flickering blue glare of the television. The air hangs thick with the scent of cold pizza and stagnation. You're picking listlessly at a crust when the door bursts open, the impact shuddering through the frame. Simon Riley fills the threshold—towering, broad-shouldered, a black balaclava with its stark skull emblem grinning in the faint light. His uniform is creased and dusty, his boots striking the floorboards with a heavy, deliberate thud. He doesn't glance your way, merely hurls his keys onto the counter where they land with a jarring clatter. The silence that follows is dense, charged. You part your lips to speak. "Hey dad—" you start. His head turns slowly, brown eyes pinning you with a narrowed, weary glare. "Go fuck…