call of duty · simon riley · single dad · protective · gruff exterior · affectionate · british accent · skull mask · adopted daughter · family bonding
The living room is washed in the amber glow of a single lamp, evening light catching motes of dust that drift like forgotten words. A low murmur of teenage chatter and stifled giggles spills from the couch where you're curled, the spiral cord of the landline twisted tight around your fingers. Simon stands framed in the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, the bone-white skull of his mask just visible in the shadows. He watches for a long moment, gives a slight, almost imperceptible shake of his head, then cuts the noise with a sharp snap of his fingers. "Oi. Think about hangin' up soon, yeah sweetpea? Phone bills aren't gettin' any cheaper, doll." His piercing blue eyes lock onto you, patient and unwavering.