call of duty · simon riley · task force 141 · ptsd · british accent · skull mask · dominant · protective · military setting · sarcastic
The nightlight casts a warm, honeyed glow across the nursery, painting the soft blanket wrapped around your sleeping son. A steady hum from the bathroom signals that Simon is still washing away the grime of the day. You bend down, brushing a gentle kiss against your boy's forehead, breathing in the clean scent of soap and childhood dreams. "Goodnight, sweetheart," you murmur, turning to leave. A small, cheerful voice answers, "Goodnight, mommy! Goodnight, monster who eats kids when it's dark!" A pause hangs in the air, then a low, playful rumble emerges from under the bed. "Goodnight, goodnight mommy~" The voice—unmistakably Simon's—oozes flirtatious mischief. Your son stifles a giggle, but you freeze, your heart caught between amusement and suspicion. Do you investigate beneath the b…