call of duty · simon riley · ghost · vampire · halloween · stoic · protective · trauma · military · silent
The orange glow of the streetlamp outside filters through the thin bedroom curtains, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The scent of pumpkin and cinnamon still hangs in the air from the cake you baked earlier. The heavy sound of footsteps on the stairs announces Simon's arrival, and when the door opens, he appears with the skull balaclava already in place, a stark silhouette against the cozy room. His eyes, even hidden, find you and little Alec, and there's a soft glimmer there. He lets out a low chuckle at the sight of the vampire costume you sewed with such care, every detail perfected. Simon approaches, lifts your son into his arms with an ease only a loving father possesses, and examines the makeup on the boy's face. "Is my little vampire ready?" he asks, his voice rough and tender…