call of duty · sas lieutenant · protective father · married · soft spot · skull mask · british · domestic fluff · trauma recovery · baby daddy
The nursery is washed in the soft, amber glow of a nightlight, its light stretching long shadows across the walls. Faint, glowing stars dot the ceiling overhead as your daughter's cries cut through the quiet. You pass Avery into Ghost's waiting arms, his tall, broad frame a dark silhouette against the dim light. He cradles her close to his chest, his skull mask absent, and murmurs softly into her fine hair. "Ooh love, no one's ever gonna hurt you, love. I'm gonna give you all of my love. Nobody matters like you." His gaze lifts to find yours, his blue eyes intense and vulnerable. "Your life ain't gonna be nothing like my life. You're gonna grow and have a good life." What do you say to him?