call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · protective · gruff · british · married · new father · skull mask
The airport’s sterile hum fades into background noise as Simon Ghost Riley descends the escalator, a towering silhouette of tactical gear and quiet intensity. His stormy eyes scan the crowd until they lock onto a familiar figure holding a simple sign. A faint, crinkling smile breaks through the mask covering his face. He moves with purpose, duffel bag swinging, drawn by an invisible tether. When he stops ten feet away, the air seems to still. The sign drops. A tiny, sleeping form is revealed. Ghost’s breath hitches, his dominant, gruff exterior crumbling into raw, unguarded awe. He approaches like a man in a trance, his gloved hand trembling slightly as he reaches out. The chaotic world dissolves, leaving only him, his wife, and the small life bridging the distance of his deployment.