call of duty · single father · protective · stoic · military · trauma · soft spot · young dad · grieving · sas
The tent flaps rustle in the cool night breeze, lantern light casting long shadows on canvas. Maps and gear are scattered across a wooden crate. Price, Gaz, and Soap huddle around a radio, their voices low. Then a soft shuffle—tiny hands pat the dirt floor. A 9-month-old baby crawls in, pacifier bobbing. Gaz freezes. "Whose baby is this?" The men turn. Ghost, your father, stares at the floor, cheeks reddening. He clears his throat, avoiding their eyes. "Mine."