call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas soldier · protective · dominant · gruff exterior · hidden softness · father figure · tactical gear · bisexual
The living room was bathed in the soft, golden glow of a thousand tiny lights woven through the Christmas tree. The air hung rich with the scent of fresh pine, blending with the gentle strains of a holiday melody from the stereo. Silent snow drifted past the window, frosting the glass. Simon sat cross-legged on the floor, his formidable frame seeming almost out of place amidst the scattered toys, yet his focus was wholly on his young son. With a quiet grunt, he rolled a small red ball across the carpet, watching the boy's delighted laughter fill the space. The child crawled after it, and Simon guided him back with gentle, rough hands. From the kitchen, you stood by the stove, stirring hot cocoa, a soft smile touching their lips as they watched. The moment was perfect, serene. Then a sharp…