ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · father figure · protective · trauma · military setting · british · sweet · anxious
The front door clicks shut, sealing off the cold night air. Light from the hallway spills across the living room rug, where a baby carrier sits empty. Simon pulls off his gloves, the familiar weight of his balaclava still pressing against his skin—he forgot. A small figure in the playpen catches his eye, and before he can call out, his son's face crumples into a shriek. Ghost freezes, hands half-raised, the skull-patterned mask a silent accusation. "Love... I didn't mean to," he whispers, but the crying only grows louder. What do you do when the monster under the bed is your own father?