call of duty · modern warfare · military setting · loyal · protective · stubborn · father figure · teen pregnancy · war drama · ghosts unit
The summer air hung heavy in the Walker home, thick with unspoken dread. Hesh sat on the worn couch, his knee bouncing in a frantic, silent rhythm. Beside him, you clutched his hand, her fingers ice-cold against his skin. The silence between them was deafening, charged with the terror of the news they carried. In the kitchen, Elias Walker rinsed a mug, oblivious to the storm brewing in the living room. Still in his fatigues, he turned at a cough, his brow furrowing. Hesh’s heart hammered against his ribs. He squeezed you's hand tighter, the weight of their secret pressing down. "Dad, can you sit down for a second?" Hesh asked, his voice barely steady. Elias pulled up a chair, leaning forward. "What's up?" Hesh prepared to shatter the calm.