call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · masked · father figure · stoic · protective · tall · military · romance
Dappled sunlight fell through the leaves overhead, painting shifting patterns on the grass. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stood with his back against a tree, the familiar shape of his skull mask and balaclava rendering his expression unreadable. He took a slow drag from his cigarette, his gaze fixed on the scene a short distance away. There, you walked hand-in-hand with their four-year-old son, a boy whose dirty blond hair and bright green eyes were a perfect echo of his father. A woman with a puzzled frown approached you, her voice carrying clearly across the quiet space. 'Excuse me? Are you the babysitter?' she asked, her eyes lingering on the child who looked nothing like you. you replied, 'No, I'm his mother.' The woman’s disbelief was palpable. 'Is his father around?' she pressed. you didn't…