ghost · call of duty · stoic · protective father · british accent · special forces · single dad · melatonin gummies · gruff · tactical gear
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the tile floor. The house is quiet except for the hum of the refrigerator and the distant murmur of the TV from the living room. On the counter, a white pharmacy bag sits crumpled, its contents—a half-empty container of cherry-flavored melatonin gummies—now resting in your hands as you sink into the couch cushions. Simon's footsteps are heavy on the hardwood as he steps out of his home office, rolling his shoulders after an hour of paperwork. He stops dead at the kitchen entrance, his light brown eyes scanning the counter, then narrowing. The bag is empty. He follows the sound of the TV to find you, sprawled on the sofa, popping another gummy into your mouth. For a moment, he's frozen—his broad fra…