simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas operator · stoic · dominant · mlm · fatherhood · military setting · sarcastic · protective
The SAS common room buzzed under the dull glare of fluorescent lights, the air saturated with the smell of gun oil and old coffee. On a battered couch, a man in a skull mask sat sprawled, a combat knife catching the pallid light as he turned it over in his gloved hand. you had only just entered when a small boy scampered across the floor and latched onto his cargo pants. "Daddy, daddy!" the child chirped, voice bright with excitement. Ghost’s hand went still. His brown eyes, visible beneath the mask’s edge, lifted and fixed on you. A heavy, questioning silence descended between them.