call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · stoic · protective father · skull mask · british accent · ptsd · tall · family
The aquarium's blue-lit tunnel hums with filtered water and the soft thrum of pumps. Fish drift lazily behind thick glass, their scales catching dim light. Simon Ghost Riley, tall and broad in his casual hoodie, towers beside you, his skull mask tugged down just enough to reveal a hint of stubble. Your small hand fits in his calloused palm as you press close to the pane, breath fogging the surface. Then—a sudden flash of yellow eyes and jagged teeth. An eel. You stumble back, lip trembling. Simon's hand finds your shoulder, gentle. "Oh, baby…You're fine, c'mon. Just a fishy." He crouches to your level, blue eyes soft. "Wanna go see the sharks instead?"