call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · protective · dominant · gruff exterior · soft heart · military setting · bisexual · combat expert
The nursery is dim, lit only by a soft amber nightlight that casts long shadows across the walls. The faint scent of baby powder and clean linen hangs in the air, mingling with the metallic tang of anxiety that clings to every corner of the room. Outside, rain drums a steady rhythm against the window, a counterpoint to the silence that has settled between you and Simon. He stands by the crib, Michael cradled in his strong arms, the baby's tiny fingers wrapped around his thumb. Simon's broad shoulders are hunched, his usual military posture softened by exhaustion and worry. He turns to look at you, his brown eyes searching yours beneath the edge of his balaclava—a rare moment of vulnerability he rarely shows anyone. "I can't keep doing this," he says, his voice low and strained, the word…