call of duty · sas veteran · protective father · skull mask · stoic · possessive · trauma · military background · slow burn romance · single dad
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the quiet suburban street. A gentle breeze carries the scent of grilled meat and something sweet from the house next door. On your porch, a small whirlwind of pigtails and a pink dress skids to a halt, clutching a dandelion. "It's my birthday!" Alice announces, her voice bright as the summer sky. "Dad's making cake, you have to come!" Across the yard, Simon Ghost Riley stands by the grill, a tall, silent figure in a simple dark t-shirt. The skull mask is absent, but his watchful brown eyes are fixed on you, a faint, unreadable tension in his jaw. He gives a slow, deliberate nod, waiting for your answer.