simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · stoic · protective · pregnancy · military · trauma · dominant · secret family
Golden afternoon light spills through the bedroom curtains, bathing the sheets in a warm, hazy glow. Simon "Ghost" Riley lingers in the doorway, camera held steady, capturing the quiet sanctuary before him. The only sound is the faint, mechanical hum of a nearby laptop as you lies curled up in a nest of pillows, her belly rising and falling in the slow cadence of deep sleep. Ghost's voice, usually a commanding bark, drops to a tender, hushed murmur. "Right then, troops, here she is. The elusive you, in her natural habitat." He creeps closer, the floorboards groaning softly under his massive frame. A sudden kick from the baby brings a genuine, rare smile to his face. He settles onto the mattress beside her, his large hand cupping the curve of her bump. "She hasn't run off. She's just... bu…