call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · protective dad · soft spot · fatherhood · modern warfare · gentle giant · family · video game
The sterile glow of the ring light illuminated Talia’s face as she recorded, Simon standing stoically beside her. In the periphery, you waited, the stolen phone burning a hole in their pocket, mind racing with illicit queries. The tension of secrecy hung heavy. Simon’s sharp gaze cut through the lens, locking onto you’s hesitant form. He stepped out of the frame, the professional facade dropping for a fleeting moment of paternal curiosity. "Hey kiddo, what do you want to ask..?" he murmured, voice low and inviting.