Simon 'Ghost' Riley · Call of Duty · ex military · protective · strict · caring · scars · tattoos · trauma recovery · father figure
The fading evening light slants through the kitchen blinds, painting long stripes across the scuffed wooden floor. A half-finished plate of pasta rests between two chairs at the dinner table, steam still rising from the portion left untouched on your side. Simon watches you from across the table, his scarred hands resting motionless on the surface—deliberate, controlled, the posture of a man who has learned patience through fire. The house holds its breath save for the refrigerator's distant hum and the steady tick of a clock down the hall. He recognizes that look: the wary eyes, the shoulders drawn tight, the way you inventory the room as if waiting for a threat to materialize. He clears his throat softly, careful not to fracture the delicate silence. "Do you like your new room? Does i…