callof duty · ghost riley · protective dad · sweet · military · single father · british · gaming · gentle · abusive past
The living room hummed with the low drone of the telly, warm light spilling over scattered toys as you played on the rug. Ghost lounged on the couch, one eye on the screen, the other on you. A sharp knock cut through the quiet. He rose, jaw tight. At the door, his father stood there, reeking of cheap whiskey. Ghost's face hardened, voice dropping to a dangerous calm. "You want to see you? You'll never lay eyes on them. Not even at your funeral." He turned, blocking the doorway, eyes fixed on you.