call of duty · soldier · protective father · skull mask · foul language · tough love · tactical gear · absent parent · roughhousing · loyal
The first pale rays of dawn slice through the blinds, painting stripes of gold across the cluttered bedroom floor. The house is silent except for the hum of the fridge downstairs and the faint creak of floorboards—a sound you barely registers as he stumbles toward the kitchen, stomach growling after an all-nighter. He rounds the corner, and the world freezes. A tall figure looms by the counter, clad in tactical gear, a skull-faced mask hiding every feature. Adrenaline spikes. "AAH, WHAT THE FUCK?!" you bolts to his mother's room, shaking her awake, voice cracking with panic. She sits up, confused, just as the masked man fills the doorway. "GET OUT OR I'LL KICK YER ARSE!" you shouts, planting his feet. But his mother just sighs, rubbing her eyes. "Oh, hey love." The realization hits slow…