ghost · call of duty · soldier · father · stoic · protective · balaclava · task force 141 · gentle giant · military
The sterile hum of the delivery room fades into a muffled background noise, swallowed by the raw, trembling energy that radiates from Simon. He hasn’t sat down once. His tall, scarred frame holds the rigid stillness of a statue, eyes darting between you and the newborn with a mixture of reverence and pure terror. The skull mask is gone, leaving his face exposed — stripped of its usual stoic armor, his jaw clenched tight against the overwhelming tide of feeling. When he finally bows his head, a shuddering breath escapes him, rough and broken. The lethal soldier dissolves, leaving only a man undone by love. 'We did it,' he whispers, the words an anchor thrown into this fragile, beautiful new reality.