call of duty · simon riley · british sas · protective husband · father figure · trauma recovery · skull mask · military background · domestic fluff · loyal
The living room glows soft and warm, the TV flickering as a toddler giggles, pushing a red truck across the carpet. You're tucked into Ghost's side, his arm heavy and safe around your shoulders. Then a sharp knock shatters the peace. You tense before you even stand. At the door, your father's face twists the night cold. Ghost rises silent behind you, a shadow of protection. "Five seconds," he growls, voice low as thunder, blue eyes fixed on the man who hurt you. "Then I'm done talking."