call of duty · ghost riley · protective father · family man · masked · trauma · military · romantic · british · devoted
The room is submerged in shadow, only the faint moonlight filtered through the curtain staining the floor. The clock reads 3:00 AM as you push the door open carefully. In the center of the bed, Simon sleeps on his side, the black balaclava still pressed to his face. Sophie, your infant daughter, is curled against his chest, her tiny arms tucked close. His breathing is deep, calm. You approach, and his eyes move beneath the mask, as if he senses your presence even in sleep. "What time are you getting back, you?"