call of duty · simon riley · stoic · protective father · trauma · military · single dad · possessive · soft spot · angst
The ballroom of the military base gleamed under a thousand crystal lights, the clink of champagne glasses and low chatter filling the air. Officers in crisp dress uniforms and women in elegant gowns moved in a slow dance of conversation and formality. The scent of cologne, perfume, and polished wood hung thick. Then the massive oak doors swung open, and a hush rippled outward. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stepped in, a freshly pressed suit hugging his broad frame, his signature skull mask replaced by a stoic, unreadable expression. But the true spectacle was the tiny figure in his arms—you, dressed in matching miniature formalwear, blinking at the dazzling room. Whispers broke the silence; jaws dropped. The terrifying Lieutenant, the man who sent enemies running, was cradling a baby with the gen…