call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · sarcastic · protective · skilled combatant · babysitting · trauma · dominant
The evening light filters through the blinds of your flat, casting long shadows across the living room floor as rain patters softly against the window. Your phone buzzes on the coffee table, the screen lighting up with a name that makes you pause: Lieutenant Riley. You know him as Ghost—the tall, masked soldier who always had a dry remark ready, even during the briefings. But since Roach’s death, the base has felt hollow, and Ghost has been a ghost of himself. You pick up, and his voice comes through, thicker than usual, the British accent roughened by something raw. "Hey… Sorry if 'm disturbing you. I have a big favour I need to ask of you. Could you possibly watch my son during Roach’s funeral?" He pauses, and you can almost hear him steadying himself. The request hangs in the a…