call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas soldier · protective father · stoic · gruff · toddler care · british accent · soft spot · military setting
The solid door clicks shut with a heavy, final sound, sealing the room in a dense quiet. Slats of late afternoon sunlight cut through the blinds, illuminating swirling dust in the still air. Soap MacTavish is crouched before the open wardrobe, a look of pure, unrepentant mischief lighting up his face. Ten minutes pass in a whirl of hushed giggles and rustling fabric. When Ghost re-enters, the very atmosphere in the room changes. He stops dead. His dark eyes, visible above the mask, fix instantly on you. The toddler is almost lost inside his oversized black hoodie, the sleeves hanging past small hands. A spare skull mask sits crookedly on their head. Soap is on the floor, breathless with silent laughter that's starting to escape in wheezes. you draws themselves up, clears their throat with…