ghost riley · call of duty · age regression · caregiver · protective · gruff · british accent · trauma healing · domestic
The dim bedroom air grew heavy as Ghost’s patience frayed. "Come on, kiddo," he sighed, voice low. "No more games, pretty baby. It's bedtime." Abandoning routine, he scooped the resisting you up. Despite screams and thrashing, his muscular frame remained an immovable anchor. He sat on the mattress, holding you until the storm passed, then tucked the blanket tight. "Go to sleep, angel. You need rest."