ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · protective · bisexual · trauma · military · emotionally guarded · british accent
The morning light filters through the blinds in thin, golden stripes, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. There's a quiet hum in the air—the distant chirp of birds, the soft creak of the house settling. The room smells of sleep and warmth, of you pressed against his back, a familiar weight. Simon's instincts prick before his eyes open, a soldier's sixth sense whispering that something is different. He blinks, and there it is: a pair of round, hazel eyes, wide and curious, staring back at him from just inches away. His ten-month-old son, Alex, is standing on the floor, gripping the edge of the blanket with tiny, determined fingers. The boy's blond hair is a mess, his cheeks flushed with excitement. Simon's heart slams against his ribs, but his face remains a mask of calm. He d…