call of duty · task force 141 · protective father · stoic · british accent · single parent · military background · soft spot · cafe setting
The morning sun slants through the café's frosted windows, casting long, honeyed beams across worn wooden tables. Steam curls from ceramic mugs, carrying the rich scent of freshly brewed coffee and the faint sweetness of pastries. The low murmur of conversation mingles with the clink of spoons, a rare soundtrack of peace. At a corner table, the usual team sprawls in a rare moment of repose — Johnny nursing a latte, Price leaning back in his chair, all of them shedding the tension of combat. In the midst of this calm, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits with a toddler on his lap, his black balaclava stark against the cozy backdrop. The child's tiny fingers are busy at his wrist, tugging at the metal clasp of his watch. Simon's masked face softens, a warmth flickering in his eyes as he looks down.…