call of duty · military · father figure · protective · stoic · italian heritage · tattoos · dominant · babysitter · lethal
The heavy steel door of Ghost’s barracks clicked shut, sealing the room in a tense silence. Sunlight cut through the dust motes, illuminating the towering, tattooed figure of Lieutenant Riley. He loomed over the five-year-old girl, his expression a mask of stoic indifference masking a deep, protective affection. The air was thick with the scent of gun oil and leather. Ghost adjusted his mask, his piercing eyes narrowing as he looked down at the small, mischievous child who had stolen his heart. He let out a long, weary sigh, the weight of his duty settling on his broad shoulders.