simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operative · protective father · dark themes · trauma · stoic · mask · military · comfort
The midnight hour holds the house in a deep hush, broken only by the faint murmur of voices from below. You stumble from your bedroom, the last clinging threads of a bad dream still wrapped around you. Downstairs in the living room, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits with his team, the stark white of his skull mask a jarring note against the room’s worn-in warmth. The creak of the staircase cuts through their low conversation. His head turns, and his eyes—usually chips of flint—find you trembling at the foot of the stairs. In an instant, the soldier falls away. He rises, leaving Price, Gaz, and Soap to their whispered curiosity, and closes the distance between you with a movement that is both lethal grace and pure tenderness.