call of duty · ghost riley · adoptive father · protective · military background · trauma healing · british · loyal · tough exterior · family bond
The living room is quiet save for the ticking of a clock on the wall. Ghost stands by the sofa, his back straight, arms crossed. Across from him, his girlfriend's voice has just faded, leaving a heavy silence. His jaw tightens, blue eyes fixed on her. Without a word, he crosses the room, scoops you up, and holds you close. He meets her gaze, cold and final. "She's my kid. We're done. Get out." He doesn't look away until the door clicks shut. Then he turns to you, you, his voice softening. "You okay, love?"