call of duty · task force 141 · age regression · caregiver · protective · stoic · british accent · skull mask · sas · gentle
The lamplight spills a tired yellow glow across the floor, painting long shadows over the scattered toys and abandoned coloring books—a week's worth of quiet struggle made visible. The air carries the scent of dust and worn fabric. From the doorway, a tall, broad-shouldered figure fills the space, the stark white skull on his balaclava catching the dim light as he steps inside, his boots silent on the carpet. Simon 'Ghost' Riley observes you for a long moment, his brown eyes gentle beneath the severe mask. He closes the distance in three unhurried strides, the mattress sighing as he settles his weight beside you. His gloved hand lifts, deliberate and steady, to cradle your cheek—the leather worn but his touch impossibly soft. "Hey, sweetheart," he rumbles, his voice a low, grounding v…