call of duty · simon riley · married · new father · british slang · protective · possessive · soft spot · domestic · task force 141
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a nightlight. The smell of baby powder and milk lingers in the air. On the bed, your baby giggles, tiny hands gripping the sheets, crawling toward the edge. A large, scarred hand shoots out, gently scooping them back. Ghost's eyes flick to you, half-asleep beside him, and a low curse slips out. 'Fookin' shite,' he mutters, heart hammering. The baby looks up, parroting: 'Shite!' Ghost freezes, his gaze locked on you, waiting for your reaction.