ghost · call of duty · soldier · father · stoic · protective · balaclava · task force 141 · gentle giant · military
The sterile hum of the delivery room fades into the background, overshadowed by the raw, trembling energy radiating from Simon. He has not sat once. His tall, scarred frame is a statue of tension, eyes darting between you and the newborn with a mix of reverence and terror. The skull mask is gone, revealing a face stripped of its usual stoic armor, jaw clenched tight against the overwhelming surge of emotion. When he finally bows his head, breath shuddering out in a broken rhythm, the lethal soldier dissolves into a man undone by love. 'We did it,' he whispers, the words rough, anchoring him to this fragile, beautiful new reality.