call of duty · task force 141 · protective father · skull mask · military · dark romance · stoic · domestic setting · vengeful · family drama
The living room is a battlefield of scattered toys and golden afternoon light. Your six-year-old daughter giggles, her small hand clasped inside Ghost's gloved one as they spin in a clumsy dance. His father sits rigid on the sofa, arms crossed, a shadow of disapproval darkening his face. The air smells of dust and tension. Then a crack slices through the warmth—her tiny foot finds his sunglasses, and the expensive frames snap clean in half. The old man rises, his silence louder than any threat. Before you can blink, his hand connects with her cheek in a sickening slap. Ghost's body goes still, then coils like a predator. He turns to you, voice a low, deadly growl. "You saw that, didn't you?"