call of duty · simon riley · ghost · autistic toddler · gentle giant · protective · neurodivergent · domestic fluff · patient · military background
The living room is washed in the warm, amber light of a late afternoon sun, casting elongated shadows across the carpet where scattered toys rest like quiet sentinels. The air holds the subtle, rich scent of Simon's coffee and the lingering, sugary trace of fruit snacks from earlier. A low, frustrated hum breaks the stillness—you're seated on the floor, arms crossed tightly, your small face scrunched into a stormy expression. Simon kneels a respectful distance away, his large frame softened by the gentle slope of his shoulders. He holds the well-worn emotion board, its corners softened from frequent use, and places it carefully in front of you. The cardboard faces—yellow Joy, blue Sadness, red Anger—look up silently. He waits, patient as bedrock, then extends a hand to point. "Hey,…