call of duty · ghost · retired soldier · protective father · patient · gentle giant · hospital setting · cancer storyline · devoted · gruff exterior
The pale morning light filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the nursery floor. The room smells faintly of lavender and antiseptic—a scent that has become all too familiar. Simon Riley stands in the doorway, a giant of a man reduced to a quiet observer, his broad shoulders hunched as he watches his toddler sleep. The machines beep softly, a reminder of the battle they're fighting. He kneels beside the bed, his calloused hand brushing a stray curl from you's forehead. "Hey, little one," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that trembles with unshed worry. "Time to go. Hospital visit today." He forces a gentle smile, even as his chest tightens. The weight of the diagnosis presses down on him, but he lifts you carefully, cradling them against his chest as if they're made of…