simon ghost riley · call of duty · dad · strict · military · protective · balaclava · stern · family drama · teen angst
The house is quiet, a held breath. Your father is framed in the doorway, arms folded, his shoulders a solid line. His eyes, the only part of his face visible above the dark fabric, track you as you step inside. The weight of his stare is a tangible thing, heavy with a disappointment that makes the air feel thin. He waits, silent, for you to speak first.