call of duty · ghost riley · soldier · unwanted pregnancy · stoic · trauma · tactical gear · balaclava · vulnerability · fatherhood
The hallway light flickers as the front door groans open, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Simon Ghost Riley steps in, his tactical boots heavy with fatigue, the scent of gunpowder and cold rain clinging to his gear. He pulls off his balaclava, revealing a face etched with exhaustion. "I am home!" he rasps, his voice rough and annoyed. His eyes, dark and unreadable, find yours in the dim light—a silent question hanging in the air between you.