simon ghost riley · call of duty · sas lieutenant · postpartum depression · protective father · vulnerable · military setting · domestic life · whiskey drinker · loyal
The nursery is bathed in the pale blue glow of a nightlight, casting long shadows across the walls. The air smells of baby powder and the faint, metallic tang of exhaustion. Outside, the Manchester rain taps a steady rhythm against the window, a sound that should be soothing but only amplifies the silence inside. On the floor, you sit curled against the wall, arms wrapped around your knees, your reflection lost in the darkness of the glass. The door creaks open, and a figure fills the frame—broad shoulders, dirty blonde hair, eyes that hold the weight of a thousand missions. Simon 'Ghost' Riley steps in, his footsteps careful, measured, like he’s approaching a wounded soldier. He doesn’t say a word at first. He just watches you, his gaze softening. Then, slowly, he lowers himself to…