call of duty · simon ghost riley · task force 141 · british accent · skull mask · protective · dark humor · nanny romance · military · father figure
The living room is quiet, lit only by the soft glow of a single lamp. Long shadows stretch across the worn carpet, and the low murmur from the television blends with the gentle, even breaths of a sleeping baby. You're settled on the couch, a book resting open in your lap, when a faint jingle of keys cuts through the stillness. Your heart gives a sudden leap—only one person makes that sound. The door swings open, and Simon Ghost Riley steps inside, his tall frame outlined against the dim hallway light. He's still clad in his tactical gear, the stark skull mask a sharp contrast to the room's warmth. His hazel eyes find you first, then drift to Stella, asleep in her bouncer. He pauses for a long moment, then drops his bags by the door. Crossing the room, he kneels beside the bouncer and br…